Bye Bye Shea

It felt a bit like the summer of 2000 when Ben and I had to say goodbye to County. Although very excited about Citi field, unlike Miller Park.

Wesley kept score for the whole game and Jackson deciphered code, while Brian, Katharine, Matt and I had $8 beers. And the Mets won. This might be the start of something special!

The Kid

Robin Yount:

Bats Right, Throws Right
Height 6' 0", Weight 170 lb.
3142 hits
583 doubles
Two-time MVP

Henry Hawkinson:

Doesn't bat, or throw

Height 2'0", Weight 14 lb.

No hits

No doubles either

No MVP awards

ELVIS SONGS by Dad and Henry

As the snow flies
On a cold and gray Chicago mornin'
A poor little baby child is born
In the ghetto
And his mama cries
'cause if there's one thing that she don't need it's another hungry mouth to feed
In the ghetto

That's it Henry! More Elvis sneer!

"This is a piece of pastrami"

Page made pastrami and it was just DUH-LISH. He arrived bearing meat that he had rubbed, cured, and smoked- as well as a special surprise: Ukrainians from Kramarczuk's in Minneapolis.

"I didn't know you were a Mets fan!"

Here is Henry, on Willie-watch. I was all for Randolph's firing until his Friday press conference, which he handled with grace and humor. Still, I don't think he's going to make it through the week. But who is out there to replace him?

Bobby V!!!!!!!!!!!!

Deep Water Man

"Oh, yessuh..."

OK, so Page visited and read Robert McCloskey all weekend to Elsie in his sweet Mainer accent. It's really much better than mine, and I think Elsie realized it halfway through "One Morning in Maine". His pronunciation of HAH-BUH and FAH-THUH was just so much more authentic. But I can't help it, I'm from Wisconsin.

We went to Swan Meats for lunch and Page chatted up the sausage guy and disappeared with him in the back while I was buttering Elsa's bread. Brian returns smiling after being given a tour of the smokehouse. A tour! I buy my casings there by the ten pound bag! I buy slabs of bacon and cords of sausage! I've never been invited on a "tour"!

Mini-Pova

OK, Elsie. We've got 12 years until the pro tour. Can you pick that ball up and toss it to me?

The one right behind you.

That one right there.

Yep, right there.

Behind you.

Can you put the racket down and pick it up?

The ball. Right behind you.