Razzle Dazzle ’em

Bronx, N.Y., April 8, 2004 — It’s a given that Opening Day in the Bronx will be a wonderful day. Upwards of 55,000 baseball-addicted folks finally get a fix that they’ve been denied for six months. There are pregame and in-game moments checking out the various changes in a place we can fool ourselves into believing never changes, looking at a structure that my niece’s oldest boy swears is, “the biggest place in the world!” There are priceless moments watching our beloved stars reacquaint themselves with the park, some viewing it in Pinstripes for the first time, as they prepare for the game that is to come. There are pageantry and music and stars of yesteryear in abundance. Continue reading

What Would Confucius Say?

Bronx, N.Y., September 28, 2003 — If you lived north of the city, as I do, you could be forgiven for thinking Sunday morning that there would be no game in the Bronx to finish the season. With the AL East Title won and best record in the League already assured, and all the playoff pairings finalized, the game was not necessary, and the rain north of the city was depressing and unrelenting. But lo and behold, as I drove south through Westchester and into the Bronx the rain slowly subsided, although the skies certainly never cleared. Continue reading

The View From Below

Bronx, N.Y., September 13, 2003 — It was an easy decision really. With the intermittent rain all day, and the two June 19 Tampa Bay Tier Box rain-out tickets in our pockets, my brother and I decided to catch this game from downstairs, with something solid protecting our heads from the intermittent sprinkles. We knew the game would be sparsely attended. I love watching games from the Tier, and have done it for years. But we decided it was time to revisit the lower levels. Continue reading

A Little Bingo

Bronx, N.Y., September 7, 2003 — Yankee Stadium is just stunning at 7:00 pm on a clear day in early September. The sun has not yet set, and is shining brightly first on the outfield walls and bleachers in left and right fields, then on the world-famous Stadium facade that rings the ballpark on its eastern side along River Ave., and finally at the Bronx County Courthouse and other buildings that dot the South Bronx sky beyond. On Friday night there was a lone cloudbank hanging over the right field upper deck, and the setting sun had made it a “star” in its glorious light show, first displaying streaming reds and yellows, which slowly evolved into a lavender glow. Continue reading

The King Tut Approach

Bronx, N.Y., August 28, 2003 — It might have been downright creepy Thursday afternoon in the Bronx, except for a couple of very obvious factors. Strange phenomena notwithstanding, the Yanks jumped on rookie White Sox lefty Neil Cotts for five big runs in the first, a lead they would never relinquish, and it happened to be just about one of the most gorgeous days there has ever been. Continue reading

The Yanks Blow Their Tops

Bronx, N.Y., August 24, 2003 — Had I written a column after the Friday evening opening contest of the four-game series with the Orioles, the title might have been, “Who Let the Air Out?” The weather was hot and forbidding, and the air barely breathable that night, but the Yanks were up early, 3-2, on Johnson and Soriano homers, and there was actually a light breeze wafting over the Stadium’s upper deck. But then the air left, and so did the offense, as the Yankees seemingly sleep-walked their way to a 4-3 loss.. Continue reading

Adding Up a Win

Bronx, N.Y., August 19, 2003 — The number three plays a huge part in the game of baseball, what with nine innings, three outs in an inning, three strikes in an out. So it seems a good thing that the Yanks victory over the Royals was so dominated with threes and multiples of three. To begin with, the game went nine, the Yankees scored six and the Royals three. Continue reading

Step Right Up

Bronx, N.Y., August 16, 2003 — Ladies and Gentlemen. The Circus has come to town!

And that’s exactly the mindset required to enjoy and appreciate Saturday night’s 5-4 Yankees win over the Orioles. It was a game that started with the usually abysmal Sterling Hitchcock giving up a first-inning run on a sac fly to Tony Batista, a player who was batting out of order, but then if neither manager Mike Hargrove nor Joe Torre are going to pay attention, why should the players? Continue reading