tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-248284889368188149.post6301108192833927983..comments2017-08-21T22:20:34.839-07:00Comments on Grumpy Gets Better: Get With The GameGrumpyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05229283225485250562noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-248284889368188149.post-23915768335574200932009-12-13T18:44:42.530-08:002009-12-13T18:44:42.530-08:00Whoa,
A very deep reflection on the national pasti...Whoa,<br />A very deep reflection on the national pastime. I admit to not being much of a baseball fan. But I also remember the days of the great Cleveland Indians. When the team was really good. In the late forties I think.<br /><br />My only claim to being around baseball is having fallen asleep to the radio commentaries as a young child. My bedroom door was near the radio. No TV yet. Besides, on hot summer nights the bedroom window was open and all the neighbors were listening to the Indians games too. Next to the sound of trains coursing through the night and sending out their mournful warning blasts, I most often remember the sounds of commentators electrifying the night with their descriptions of a game we could only imagine. I guess that just proves it is our national game. I'm not even a bona fide fan and it's part of my psyche.<br /><br />So what do you think of Hockey, Jim?<br /><br />Take care of yourself and please let us know how you are doing.<br />Shalom<br />JudiJudihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03595802423927845176noreply@blogger.com