
This memorable cover, by Frank R. Paul, is from 1941.
“Adults only!” I guess that’s what they call breaking training. I probably shouldn’t tell this story but, back in high school, the coach of our football team had all of the cheerleaders gather in the gym and then gave us a lecture about how he didn’t want any of his boys “breaking training” and how it was on all of us to make sure we didn’t offer them the temptation or the opportunity. We all pledged to put the team first but we should have told him to get out of there with all of his sexist crap. Our football team sucked anyways.
This cover was done by Doug Weaver.
Aren’t they sweet! This is from 1944. The cover was done by Gloria Stoll, one of the few women illustrators from the pulp era.
No men wanted? I wonder why! This “double novel” is from 1967. The cover was done by the very prolific Paul Rader!
From 1980, this is the British poster for Friday the 13th. It’s a lot different from the American poster. I prefer the British version. It’s more exciting. Sadly, the identity of the artist is not known.
When I first heard that the Yankees and the White Sox were going to be playing a game in a stadium built next to the field that was used in Field of Dreams, my first thought was that it sounded really corny.
“Is Kevin Costner going to come walking out of the corn field?” I thought.
That’s exactly what happened. At the start of tonight’s game, Kevin Costner emerged from the cornfield surrounding the stadium and walked out to the mound. He was followed by the members of the Yankees and the White Sox. They all emerged from the cornfields and took their positions, just like in the movie.
And it was one of the greatest things I’ve ever seen. I may have thought it was going to be corny and maybe it was but when it actually happened, it was impossible not to get swept up in it. As I watched the players emerge like wandering spirits who had finally found their home and as I listened to the crowd cheer, I thought to myself, “This is what baseball is all about!”
I may have started off with some doubts and neither the White Sox nor the Yankees are my team (I’m an AL West girl) but the Field of Dreams Game was still one of the best games that I’ve ever seen. From the minute the first home run disappeared over the fence and into the cornfield, the Field of Dreams Game captured my imagination and it didn’t let go for the next three and a half hours. This game reminded me of why I fell in love with baseball in the first place. There were no big bands or fancy scoreboard or anything else that we associate with modern sports. Instead, there were just two teams, playing in front of a small but enthusiastic crowd. It was perfect Americana, a present to all of us baseball fans on Baseball Fan Day. After watching this game, I now think every stadium should be redesigned to look like it’s sitting in cornfield. It’s just how baseball was meant to be played!
(Of course, you may have to be a baseball fan to really get it. My sister was in the room when one home run was hit and she interrupted my cheering by making a joke about the Children of the Corn.)
It was a good game too. The White Sox won by one run in the ninth inning. I was cheering for the Yankees but the White Sox played a good game and I can’t complain about their victory.
This was a great game and exactly what I needed tonight! I hope this is an annual event because I can’t wait for the next Field of Dreams Game!
Today is Baseball Fans Day!
I’m a baseball fan so today is my day. I’m still a fan even though my Rangers are currently at the bottom of the ranks. 40-73. I’m still a fan even though we’re not going to anywhere near the World Series this year. I’ll continue to be fan and, every season, I will continue to say that this is going to be the year that we’re going to do it! I love baseball, I love my team, and I love my fellow baseball fans. Even those of you who cheer for the Angels!
Today’s artwork of the day is from 2008. No one captures the excitement of baseball like Graig Kriendler!
This book, which apparently every parent need to read, was first published in 1959 but this edition is from 1964. You can tell that the girl in the blue, polka-dot bikini has truly been corrupted because she’s not only lying in the grass but she’s also smoking a cigarette. That was wild behavior in 1964.
Sadly, the identity of the artist is not known.