It’s Opening Day And My Heart Hurts


It’s Opening Day!  The Rangers played their first game of the regular season today, facing off against the Red Sox in Arlington.  I watched the game and I was really hoping that we might start the season with a win.  It didn’t happen.  The Rangers went into the Ninth Inning 2-2 and they ended things trailing by three runs.  Congratulations to the Red Sox on their 5-2 victory and especially to Wilyer Abreu on his two home runs.  (That second home run brought in three runs in the 9th and won the game for Boston.)

I love baseball but it’s a lot more fun when your team wins!  Luckily, it’s only the first game and there’s 161 left to go.  There’s not a baseball team in existence that has ever had an undefeated season and that will never change.  If a team ever does win 162 games in a row, they should just cancel baseball all together.

I love my team.  My heart hurts that they lost but I know it’s going to sing when they get their first win of the 2025 season!

Go Rangers!

George Foreman, RIP


George Foreman was one of those guys who I expected would be around forever.

When I was growing up, I knew George Foreman as the good-natured boxer who would throw punches for 12 rounds and then make jokes immediately afterwards.  On HBO, he was usually the commentator who showed the most concern for the well-being of the fighters in the ring.  On that infamous night in 1997, when Oliver McCall had an apparent mental breakdown while facing Lennox Lewis in the ring, while the other ring announcers spent their time talking about how bad the night was for the sport and how Don King was destroying the integrity of HBO Boxing, George Foreman was the only one to express any concern about what was happening in Oliver McCall’s head and to say that he hoped McCall would be okay once the fight ended.  That made a big impression on me.  George Foreman may have fought for a living but he never gave up his humanity.

It was only later that I saw the clips of young George Foreman, fighting Ali in Zaire, and I realized how intimidating Foreman had been before he made his comeback in his 40s.  Foreman said that losing Ali in Zaire hurt, both because of the defeat and also Ali’s constant taunting.  Foreman, who famously declined to join in the protests when he was on the 1968 U.S. Olympic team, resented Ali’s claim that Foreman was a sell-out.  (These were the same accusations that Ali tossed at every opponent that he fought but for Foreman, someone who had struggled with poverty when he was younger and who credited boxing with saving him from a life of crime and prison, they especially stung.)  Foreman could have joined Joe Frazier in spending his entire life bitter over his treatment by Ali but Foreman forgave him.  When the documentary about the fight, When We Were Kings, won the Oscar for best documentary, Foreman was at the ceremony with Ali and helped his former opponent step up the stairs to the podium.

George Foreman in Zaire

It’s always hard to believe that the scowling and uncommunicative Foreman of the 70s was the same George Foreman who became an American institution, selling the George Foreman Grill and proving that he still had what it took to be a champion at age 45.  Foreman credited finding religion with giving him a new outlook on life.  At the same time he was making his comeback in the ring, Foreman was working as a minister and working with at-risk youth in Houston.  He was a man who found success but he was also a man who gave back.

Foreman didn’t win every fight.  He lost to Ali in Zaire and to Jimmy Young in Puerto Rico.  After he made his comeback, he lost to Evander Holyfield, Tommy Morrison, and Shannon Briggs.  Holyfield and even Morrison won their fights fair and square.  (Morrison was booed after he won not because he didn’t deserve the victory but because he was Tommy Morrison.)  A lot of people, including me, felt that Foreman was robbed by the judges when it came to the Briggs fight but Foreman accepted the decision with grace.  As I get older, I feel more and more appreciation for what George Foreman accomplished.  He made a comeback when most people had written him off and he did it with humor and humility.

Yesterday, Big George Foreman passed away at 76.  I’ll miss him.

The Most Inspiring Home Run You’ll See Today


Yesterday, the college baseball season started.

Cade Belyeu, a sophomore outfield for Auburn University, lost his mom on Friday morning but, when he called to tell his coach the news, he said that he still wanted to play in that night’s game against Holy Cross.  His mom, before she passed, said that she wanted him to play in the game.

On his third trip to the plate, this happened…

The homerun was the first of both the game and the season.  As Belyeu rounded the bases, he pointed to where the ball had gone out of the stadium.  The crowd, most of whom knew Belyeu’s story, erupted in cheers.  After the game (which Auburn won 4-1), the fan who caught the ball returned it to the team and it was given to Belyeu.

Moment like this are why I love baseball.

Song of the Day: Centerfield by John Fogerty


Lisa asked me to pick today’s song of the day and you’ll never guess what it’s about!

Baseball!

If you’ve been to a game, you’ve heard Centerfield.  If you’ve been to the Baseball Hall of Fame in Cooperstown, you’ve heard Centerfield a lot.  This song captures everything that I and so many other people love about the great American pastime!  I can’t wait to hear it again in just a few more weeks!

Well, I beat the drum and hold the phone
The sun came out today
We’re born again, there’s new grass on the field
A-roundin’ third and headed for home
It’s a brown-eyed handsome man
Anyone can understand the way I feel

Oh, put me in, coach
I’m ready to play today
Put me in, coach
I’m ready to play today
Look at me, I can be centerfield

Well, I spent some time in the Mudville Nine
Watching it from the bench
You know I took some lumps
When the Mighty Casey struck out
So say, “Hey Willie, tell Ty Cobb and Joe DiMaggio”
Don’t say it ain’t so you, know the time is now

Oh, put me in, coach
I’m ready to play today
Put me in, coach
I’m ready to play today
Look at me, I can be centerfield

You got a beat up glove, a homemade bat
And a brand new pair of shoes
You know I think it’s time to give this game a ride
Just to hit the ball and touch ’em all, a moment in the sun
It’s a-gone and you can tell that one goodbye

Oh, put me in, coach
I’m ready to play today
Put me in, coach
I’m ready to play today
Look at me, I can be centerfield (yeah)

Oh, put me in, coach
I’m ready to play today
Put me in, coach
I’m ready to play today
Look at me, gotta be centerfield

Yeah

Songwriter: John C. Fogerty

Baseball On Valentine’s Day


Are you still having trouble getting in the mood for Valentine’s Day?  Allow me to help with a series of covers that combine my two favorite things, love and baseball!  These baseball romances are guaranteed to touch even the outfield of your heart.  Plus, if you’ve been confused about the difference between first base, third base, and all the way, these books are here to help, just in time for Valentine’s Day!

 

The 2025 Super Bowl: Some Commercial Thoughts


In previous years, after the Super Bowl, I’ve listed my favorite ads of the night.  I’m not going to do that this year because, quite frankly, I don’t have enough ads to list.  This year, the Super Bowl was boring.  The game was boring and the ads were boring.  There were barely any new movie trailers.  In previous years, Leonard and I exhausted ourselves trying to keep up with and share all of the Super Bowl movie spots.  This year, we could take things easy.

As for the game …. listen, I’m not a football person.  Our longtime readers know that.  Usually, when I’m bored with a football game, I assume it’s because I’m just not into football.  But this year, the game was so slow that even my colleagues here at TSL got bored with it.  While the biggest game of the year was being played in New Orleans, we largely used the game as background noise as we talked about everything from HBO’s True Detective to whether or not it was acceptable to nuke all of your enemies in Civ.  Once I realized that there weren’t going to be any big commercials, I immediately started thinking about relaxing in a hot tub for an hour or two.  It turned out to be a little less than an hour because it’s cold outside, folks!

What a disappointing game.  I can’t believe that I actually pre-empted my retro television reviews for that thing.  Oh well!  Live and learn.

Actually, now that I think about it, there was one commercial that I really liked, just because it featured a horse.

I’ve seen some speculation online that the commercials were safe and predictable this year because ad agencies are still adjusting to how to advertise in the second Trump era.  That’s possible.  It’s been a long time since I’ve seen Super Bowl commercials that were so determinedly nonpartisan.  In the past, I think the general assumption that advertisers made was that the country was full of politically active young people with a lot of spending money and, as a result, it only made sense to tailor commercials to them.  Hence, we got Zachary Quinto dramatically reading the ending of 1984 for Amazon Audible and Kylie Jenner defusing tensions at a protest by giving a Pepsi to a cop.  We got a commercial for a migraine medicine in which the main character was able to go to a protest because her migraine cleared up.  There was even a commercial featuring a teenage girl leading an environmental rally because she had the confidence that went along with having clear skin.  All the online complaining was taken as a badge of honor.  “We’re making the right people mad,” as the saying goes.  But, with the recent elections, it’s now kind of obvious that the supposedly leftward tilt of the country was much overestimated.  It felt like the ads this year were trying to reclaim the middle, nonpartisan ground that was originally abandoned in 2017.  They did so by playing everything safe.  As a result, none of the commercials this year were controversial but, at the same time, none of them were particularly interesting either.  It says something about how bland things were that the most talked about commercial was another one of those flaky “He Gets Us” commercials, which feel like almost a parody of the shallow understanding most people have of theology.

(Incidentally, we watched the game on Tubi.  Tubi did a very good job of streaming the game, with none of the trouble that Netflix has had with its live events.)

In other words, the Super Bowl was boring this year but I did enjoy watching it with my TSL colleagues.  And I love horses!  And now, on with the rest of 2025!

The Eagles Soar Over The Chiefs


I am stunned!  I thought there was no way they were going to win that thing but the Eagles not only won by they won easily.  Normally, I don’t like the Eagles and I’ve had enough bad Philadelphia experiences to not like the city too but I have to respect the game the team played tonight.  They were never behind.  They never struggled.  And from their first touchdown, I think we all knew who was going to win.

Final score:

Eagles — 40

Chiefs — 22

And it wasn’t even close!