There have been
times when I’ve advised my daughter to watch what she says at a ballgame; she
wears her White Sox allegiance on her sleeve, so to speak, along with an
intense dislike for a certain North Side team.
But Saturday Clare and her fiancé Chris were going to Guaranteed
Whatever Field, so I knew anything uttered about the Cubs would fall on
friendly ears. Little did I know just
how positive a message she would wear.
Yes, wear,
because Clare had on a tee-shirt inscribed, “I still call it Comiskey.” People went up to her and told her how much
they liked it, as well they should. The
White Sox used to have a ballpark; now they have a name problem, among so many
others. I dream of a day when all those
bricks from the park that were given away will become part of an effort to
rebuild what was hailed as the “Baseball Palace of the World.”
Speaking of
which, Cubs’ TV announcer Len Kasper said something on the air Sunday that
verged on blasphemy. Kasper said that if
he were to build his dream ballpark, it would have posts so that the upper deck
could extend down to the edge of the field.
This was the first time I ever heard an announcer, for any team, venture
an opinion so far off the beaten path of conventional sports’ wisdom. If Kasper isn’t careful, the MLB Thought
Police will drag him away to a reeducation camp, to learn the benefits of the
cantilever, and how sad that would be.
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