Baseball, Apple Pie, & Chevrolet

Well, I luv baseball, I luv apple pie, & I did own a chevy Nova car way back when. So I guess I qualify, somewhat, to ramble on about this subject.

I used to be a Seattle Mariner fan, but that was way back when. Well, not waaaayyy back when, I'm not that ancient, yet. But far enough back like 6--8 years ago. At least when Kazuhiro Sasaki, John Olerud, Dan Wilson, & Jay Buhner played for them. When they used to win games!!! Oops.

Oh, I didn't tell you how I became a baseball fan. When my brother Bill was recuperating & living with my sister Betty, I used to go in when I could & sit with him, sometimes after work, sometimes on the weekend. He would be watching baseball & I sat with him & learned to luv baseball. He told me everything that was happening during the game, he taught me how to read the score board, and he would call the game while watching it, in fact, I think he called the game better than the announcers.

Well, I can't tell a fast ball from a curve ball like he could, I can't call a game, but I still enjoy watching baseball. I enjoy the banter between the announcers, I enjoy the roar of the crowd, especially when things get edgy in the game, I enjoy the brouhaha when the competing teams pile on top of each other brawling on the baseball diamond, I enjoy it when the umpire throws someone out of the game, I enjoy it when a team wins a game & the whole team comes out & they pile on top of each other & jump up & down, I enjoy seeing the players play ball, run the bases, & slide into a base or home plate, I enjoy seeing the ball thrown to try & get players out. What I enjoy most is just the players of the game.

One time the Mariners were playing the New York Yankees. That's when I discovered Derek Jeter. Pam was standing with me & I asked her, "Who is that player?" She said, "Oh, that's Derek Jeter, I used to like him, but I don't any more." Well I guess I took over liking Derek Jeter.

I tried to watch all the Yankee games I could on Dish TV, but alas there weren't that many. That's when Dish TV started advertising "MLB Season Ticket." Well, by golly, by gum, I investigated this season ticket stuff. Yes, it was sorta expensive, but when I wanted to become a Yankee Fan, just how much is too much to pay to see all their games.

I signed up for the season ticket the next baseball season. Yes, I used to rush home from work to catch all the baseball games I could, especially my Yankees. I luv to watch Derek Jeter, Captain of the Yankees, by the way, catch the ball & spin around in the air & toss the ball to first base for that double out.

Now I'm probably not the usual type of baseball fan--or so I've discovered. I don't really pick a team because it's my home team, or because of their stats, or because they have the best players, or because of their ratings. I follow baseball teams (yes, I said teams) because I may like a certain player in that team. Or I may just like a players name. Or I may like the manager of the team. Or, I may like a team because the player is good looking. Probably, most of all I like the way the player wears his uniform, especially when it fits well. And I must say Derek Jeeter wears his uniform well. But all in all, who really knows why I like a team--maybe at this point, maybe just maybe, it's just because!!!

I do know this, I like the New York Yankees the best because of the clause in the players' contract, that they will be neat & clean shaven. No facial hair--exception--a well trimmed, small, mustache. Hair cut appropriately, too, although there's more leeway there. I do like a man that's clean shaven. I really don't like those nasty mustache & beards that go around the mouth. They really look nasty. But then I do reserve the right to change my mind, depending on the man & the facial hair exhibited. I do like a goatee.

The only player I really, really liked that had facial hair & a wild hair do was Johnny Damon. I called him my "Wild Man." I liked the idea that the Yankees brought him over when his contract was up with the Boston Redsocks. But I hated to see his hair get cut off.

Well, below is a video of my favorite baseball men. Well, most of them--I guess if I had to hunt down all my favorites, I maybe here to dooms day. I hope you enjoy looking at them, if for no other reason you want to know what I like.

Well, my kitties, my luvs, my peeps, I'm a bit tired now so I'm off to my safe haven of my bed. Until we can watch a baseball game together....

       --Glory-oskie Zero, I wish today were tomorrow, luv Fostine.