Walkup Music

You can’t tell the player without a scorecard—or walkup song.  Freshman year, Clare picked something straight out of Nashville.  Really, all country and western music sounds like “Okie from Muskogee” to me.  I’m just too “city” to care about heartbreak in a pickup truck.

So, imagine my surprise when Clare said she wanted a new song sophomore year.  “What about ‘It Don’t Mean a Thing (If It Ain’t Got that Swing)?” I suggested way too hopefully.  Alas, there would be no Duke Ellington to strike fear into the heart of opposing pitchers.  No, it would be MC Hammer instead.  But I have to admit, “Stop, Hammer Time!” does have a certain swagger to it.

And sometimes, as on Sunday, an element of prophecy, too.