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Head Over Heels And Other Anomalies
At this moment in space and time I am more or less “caught up” in my blogging duties. This is a good thing, but I can’t shake the nagging suspicion that I’m missing something.
Because there’s always something, isn’t there?
Before getting weighed down by the contemplation of such abstract notions, I wanted to share some odds, ends, bits, pieces, and nuggets that I have accumulated in recent days. Oh, there’s some ephemera in here too. Can’t forget the ephemera.
Let’s start off with something visually striking.
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The above item, designed by the bobble visionaries at Coyote Promotions, is being given away by the Brooklyn Cyclones on August 2. As you may have noticed, it is upside down. Therefore, it is Ike’s legs that bobble while his head remains stationary.
This object is also unique in that it commemorates a player’s Major League feat (Ike’s dazzling trifecta of foul territory catches) while said player is in a Minor League uniform (the Cyclones, whom Ike played for in 2008). The Cyclones are literally re-writing history, then, putting the events of 2010 within a 2008 context. This bit of space-time continuum trickery results in cognitive disconnect, a common ailment in the world of Minor League Baseball promotions.
For instance, the Binghamton Mets are staging a “Big Lebowski” promo next week. But playing the role of Jesus Quintana is none other than Bingo the Bee.
Deal with it:
Meanwhile, in Lake County, the Captains held their annual star-studded “Cleveland Sports History Night.” As this video shows, the team was actually able to find a sponsor for a re-enactment of one of the worst moments in the city’s long and sad sports history.
I was going to expound further about the above video, but my Google image search for “Art Modell” also turned up naked “art models” and I fear that I will soon be fired as a result of this inadvertent breach of internet usage policy.
Let’s quickly proceed to Trenton then, as last night the Thunder staged “Irish Heritage Night” AND a “Mustache Bash.”
On the Irish side of the equation:
The mustache side:
Incidentally, may I please suggest that teams staging a Mustache promotion utilize THIS SONG?
And, please, don’t forget that an epic milestone will be occurring TONIGHT on the West Coast: the 40,000th game in California League history. As for which game will receive the honor, that’s yet to be determined. Five games will be running concurrently this evening, and it all depends on the finishing times.
But it’s not a sprint, it’s a marathon. There’s no better proof of that saying than active Minor
League home run leader Mike Hessman, who received a call-up yesterday to the New York Mets. The 32-year-old had hit 18 home runs this season to run up his Minor League total to 329; he certainly has nothing left to prove in the International League.
And I, meanwhile, have nothing left to write.
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I was attendance at the Brooklyn Cyclones’ “Bellies and Baseball” promotion yesterday, and filed an article on the experience that can be read HERE.
However, following MiLB.com standard operating procedure, said article contained exactly ONE photograph. Believe it or not, I took far more than one photograph, and would like to share them here within the hallowed confines of this blog.
The evening (which, just so we’re clear, was a salute to pregnancy) started off with a pre-game outfield Lamaze Class
Once the Lamaze Class wound up, the ladies and their mates gathered together for a group photo:
Cyclones players really had their hands full when it came to catching the ceremonial first pitch:
The evening was sponsored by the fine folks at Palmer’s Cocoa Butter, who awarded gift baskets to some of the ladies and also provided free cocoa butter samples to fans as they left the ballpark. This was one of the products in the gift basket, which amused me greatly due to the fact that I am 11 years old:
During the game, pregnant ladies were offered complimentary food at the so-called “Craving Station”. (from left to right: pickles, olives, pizza, ice cream, some guy):
The TRI-umphant winner of the TRImester TRIcycle race:
Lest I forget, there was also a “Paint Your Own Bobblehead” giveaway on this evening, complete with a painting station on the concourse. Here are several interpretations of how Sandy the Seagull would look in a Dali-esque hallucinogenic netherworld:
At any rate, I hope to be adding video to this post very soon. If I told you of the hardships I have experienced on the technical front as of late, you would be amazed that one could live through such an ordeal. Or, more likely, you would nod politely while wondering why you ever agreed to go on a date with such a self-absorbed doofus.
Update! Against seemingly insurmountable odds, I shot a video, saved it to my computer, edited it, and uploaded it to YouTube.
Update II — Never mind the above. Let’s move on.
Update III — Here goes nothing:
And in regards to Coney Island — it is one of my favorite places in all of New York City. When I get the time (read: never), I’ll do a post on some of the incredible things the neighborhood has to offer.
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