
Monday, August 06, 2007
First
things, first: the Mariner
Moose should be fired, if he hasn’t been already, and the Mariners should
be reprimanded, at least, by the Commissioner’s office.
An apology
is not enough
I’m no fan
of mascots, but I can see why they exist, and can tolerate them — even if
Remy’s Wally shtick has gotten really stale, and that Raymond dude
down in Tampa Bay is a total creep.
But this
was completely bush league. When a mascot’s antics are interfering with the
game — never mind imperiling a player’s safety, things have gone way too far.
Luckily, Coco is a quick thinker, and has a
good sense of humor about it. But this could have been a disaster. It could have
cost us our center fielder.
Other than
that — and other than that
disappointment on Friday — a pretty good weekend all in all..
Yesterday
was nice way to wrap it up. But the highlight of the weekend for me was
watching Dice-K’s
gem on Saturday night with Kayoto Obata and Nanae Kuwashiro, two Japanese
runners who were staying with my folks as they competed in Saturday’s Beach
to Beacon 10K up in Maine. (The race was founded ten years ago by Cape Elizabeth native Joan Benoit
Samuelson, winner of the inaugural women's marathon at the 1984 Olympics; she also won the
Boston Marathon in ’79, then an unknown wearing a Red Sox cap.)
You
couldn’t have picked a better game for the circumstances. Not only was Matsuzaka-san pitching, but he
was facing Ichiro and Kenji Johjima. The only thing missing was Okajima throwing
in the eighth — a task that ended up being given over to Gagne, who hiccupped a bit but got the job
done.
Ichiro is a
superstar, obviously, since his days with the Orix Blue Wave. And
Obata’s team back home is the Fukuoka
Softbank Hawks, for whom Johjima used to man the plate.
But on this
night, Obata and Kuwashiro were Red Sox fans, and Daisuke was there man.
We watched every pitchi. With every sutoraiku we cheered. With every fauro (foul), we exhaled deeply, and with every sanshin (strikeout), daburu pure (double play), or goro (ground out) Dice-K induced, we
clapped.
He
kept Ichiro quiet (as has the rest of the Sox staff) and we notched our first
win in nine tries.
It
was fun.
Schilling
goes tonight.
Let’s
make that one fun, too.
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