“People ask me what I do in winter when there’s no baseball. I’ll tell you what I do. I stare out the window and wait for spring.” – Rogers Hornsby
Living without baseball hasn’t been as difficult as I thought. The number one question I was asked from friends and family before I left was, “What are you going to do without baseball?” This made me wonder if people thought I was so shallow that all I thought about was baseball. No, I also enjoy good literature and films like Shoeless Joe and The Natural.
Like all the other luxuries I enjoyed in the states (peanut butter, toilet paper, comfortable weather, libraries with English books) I don’t miss what I don’t have. If I was in the states and was barred from going to baseball games, then I’d miss it. But there’s no one here asking me if I saw the play that Denard Span made last night or what a great time they had at the Saints game, so I’m apathetic.
Honestly, I am!
“If a woman has to choose between catching a fly ball and saving an infant’s life, she will choose to save the infant’s life without even considering if there are men on base.” – Dave Barry
However, I am getting small fixes now and then through the games I have saved on my computer and the computer game Baseball Mogul (I’m currently playing a full season as the Billy Martin-led Twins of 1969.) As for reading the news on the internet, I’m pretty satisfied simply checking the Twins box score and then the standings to see what team’s been hot lately (as of today, the Twins!).
Now that the season’s in full swing, I keep getting the comment, “It’s a good thing you’re not here with how bad the Twins are.” I strongly disagree. No, I don’t want to go back just to see a Twins game, but I have honestly missed bad Twins teams over the last decade. We Twins fans have been spoiled. We are not Yankees fans – we do not need to go to the World Series to be satisfied with our team. We take what we get and I think the last decade has spoiled us to the point where they’re a little more like Yankees fans, but still light years away from their egotism.
“This is a game to be savored, not gulped. There’s time to discuss everything between pitches or between innings.” – Bill Veeck
Last season was frustrating for me. For my entire life I could always count on going to the Metrodome by myself or a friend on game day and finding a seat to watch the greatest major league baseball organization in the history of Planet Earth. Last year, the fair-weather fans flocked to the brand new Target Field like it was a 1994 Garth Brooks concert. Twice I showed up by myself hoping to squeeze in somewhere – no go. Meanwhile, there were 40,000 people inside about to see the game and 5,000 of them would leave early because their short-attention spanned kids consumed too much cotton candy and Mountain Dew and wouldn’t stop crying for two innings while witnessing one pitch through six innings … the first one.
“I believe in the Church of Baseball. I tried all the major religions and most of the minor ones. I’ve worshipped Buddha, Allah, Brahma, Vishnu, Siva, trees, mushrooms and Isadora Duncan. I know things. For instance, there are 108 beads in a Catholic rosary and there are 108 stitches in a baseball. When I learned that, I gave Jesus a chance.” – from Bull Durham
I’ve watched some of the best baseball of my life when the Twins were “bad” (http://tripleinthegap.wordpress.com/2010/06/06/best-of-the-best-greatest-games-attended-6-10/).This year, 2011, the novelty of Target Field has worn off and the Twins are horrible with their number one draw, Joe Mauer, on the bench with owwy legs. I think I’d be able to get a seat on game day now. I don’t care if the team’s bad. One of my favorite Twins teams was from 1996 with Paul Molitor and Chuck Knoblauch leading off the lineup with matching .341 batting averages (Molitor’s was slightly higher) and a pitching staff that couldn’t strike out Babe Ruth (present day).
If there’s something I miss most about baseball at this point, it’s that everyone at the games speak English. I miss it, but in the same way I miss my friends, family and book stores – it’s what I signed up for and I was prepared for that sacrifice.
As for the 2011 Twins, I don’t care how bad the team is, I just want to be able to see them without having to buy a ticket four months in advance.
“The other sports are just sports. Baseball is a love.” – Bryant Gumbel