In the 1950s and 60s baseball was “America’s game”. I was a rabid baseball fan and worshiped the New York Yankees. Everyone had their team and favorite players and I regularly argued that Mickey Mantle was better than Willie Mays or Stan Musial (I was right but I’ll stay humble). It seemed like the whole world stopped to watch and cheer for their team in the World Series. I remember TV being rolled into my grade school auditorium and all huddled around the 24” black and white. That’s right! Games were played and televised during the day and the share of viewers watching the World Series in the 1960s was above 50% as compared to about 20% today and I believe a big part of that decline is due to the current TV mandated night games. All the games of the 1960 world series were during the day with start times about 2pm and the modern era World Series games usually start at 8 or later?
In 2017 television dictates all major sports start times, so some TV executive who probably doesn’t know which end of the bat to hold decides that games should be played at night. I realize that the world has changed since the 50s and soccer or video games have probably displaced baseball as America’s choice among the millennials and younger, but there are still a ton of baby boomers who love baseball and to them the World Series is still the ultimate sporting event. Since the average age of Baseball fans is 53 and as we get older we go to bed earlier, probably around 10, night games are FUBAR. If a game is scheduled for 8:05 it usually doesn’t start until after 8:30 and an average game is about 3 hours which means it usually ends after 11pm so the the core of your dedicated baseball audience is asleep!
I’m just waiting for the TV networks to look at the viewer numbers for baseball and all sports and figure out that if most of your targeted viewing demographic goes to bed before a game ends you might want to go back to day or early evening games and gain back your prime viewers which would attract more advertisers which would make the networks and advertisers more money, conserve and reduce the cost of energy by not having all those lights on, and make sure everyone gets a good night’s sleep. Not all that complicated!
I’ve always preferred dogs to cats but respect others rabid love for the species. Most times when I’ve encountered a cat I’ve been greeted with some belligerent hisses rather than warm fuzzy purring. Before you defend all these cats actions by saying they have good judgement most dogs greet me with uncontrollable tail wagging and face licking. I’ve just accepted that dogs have better taste and as far as cats go “live and let live”, making sure not to invade each other’s space. But my opinion of cats became even shakier with a recent experience where a cat ignored the “stay out of my space” thing and I felt like I was in the middle of a “Wild Kingdom” episode.
My wife and I usually go on a run in the morning and then sit in our front porch rocking chairs to enjoy a coffee in our tranquil environment watching some Colbert videos, solving the world’s problems, and planning our day. As the sun shined, birds sang, and butterflies danced from flower to flower, I noticed the across the street neighbor’s house cat wandering around their yard. When, what to my wondering eyes should appear, the cute little tabby cat leaped into the air to grab a song bird right out of the air. The bird was mortally wounded but managed to, with one last gasp, escape the cute house pet turned predator. The bird’s flight path was a desperate effort to avoid becoming part of the food chain spiraling through the air, smashing into our house and dropping to the ground five feet in front of us. We sat there stunned as the now crazed killer raced to his prey. But before he claimed his prize he acknowledged us with a “this is mine, don’t screw with me” hiss-growl channeling all the nastiness of your worst nightmare monster. This cat had invaded my space. We were frozen in a WTF just happened state as cat nonchalantly picked up his bird to feast in a more private setting. And I’m sure after his feast this Sybil like cat morphed back into a cute house pet continuing to fake innocence and hide his killer side by cutely purring and licking, with bird breath, his owner’s faces.
And that confirms my preference for dogs!
The New York Times has some great advice on donating to the victims of Hurricane Harvey
Where to Donate to Harvey Victims (and How to Avoid Scams)
By CHRISTINA CARON AUG. 28, 2017
A large and complicated rescue operation is underway in Houston as floodwaters
continue to rise, fed by unrelenting rain.
So far, there’s no end in sight.
Tropical Storm Harvey is expected to produce 7 to 13 more inches of rain
through Friday over the upper Texas coast, where some areas — including the
Houston metropolitan area — may see accumulations of up to 50 inches.
Here are options to help (Click here for full article)