Archive for: November, 2007

Nov 26th, 2007


Finding ourselves in Boston with nothing to do for a couple of hours in November, we decided to take the Fenway tour. On a grey Monday morning with gentle almost-snowflakes falling out of the sky, we took the T to Kenmore (appreciating the signs at every stop that had a picture of a baseball player and said, TAKE ANY TRAIN EXCEPT THE E LINE TO KENMORE) and walked around the corner and there it was, looming up next to the highway. God, I love a city ballpark. I love that there are cars and people and lives and businesses intertwined with baseball.… [more]


Nov 26th, 2007


We were in Boston on Sunday and Monday the week before Thanksgiving to see Springsteen, and on Monday we had a couple of hours between checking out of the hotel and having to meet friends at the venue. So I said, “Why don’t we take the Fenway tour?” TBF is still cranky at baseball in a major way, but it didn’t take much to persuade him. And, we thought, a random Monday in November, the tour will be empty, right? So it was a plan. As we drove into Boston on Sunday, I realized that despite having been in Boston at least two dozen times in my youth, I had no freaking idea where Fenway Park was in relation to everything else.… [more]

Nov 18th, 2007


I thought we escaped disaster when Posada re-signed with the Yankees, and when A-rod didn’t have every team lining up outside his door with gold, frankincense and myrrh, when I stopped hearing the words “Ronnie Paulino” mentioned as though it was some kind of sure thing. I’ll make the obligatory, “Ah, Yorvit, we hardly knew ye,” comment that someone surely has made besides me already. But what I do say is: what, exactly, HAPPENED? And – now what? And the dreaded David Eckstein discussions are happening, again. (I would like to know what the Mets’ standard tour of Greenwich, CT, for prospective team members consists of, exactly.… [more]

Nov 15th, 2007


My first year at Shea, I loved wrapping my vocal chords around the complex Latino names. Heck, what am I saying – I still love it. So the first time I saw the Rockies, the exchange was something like this: “Yor- WHAT?” “Yorvit Torrealba.” “WTF?” “Yorvit. He’s Venezuelan.” “What a great name.” When the rumors started floating around, I immediately thought of Rockies fan and MG reader Kelsey, who has a Yorvit-inspired email address (or at least she uses it to comment on MG). I wrote her at that address and said, “What are you going to do now?” About an hour later, this comment showed up: here’s a nice article you might want to read if you have time about your new catcher.… [more]

Nov 11th, 2007


This wasn’t as bad as TBF made it out to be, grumbling about David Wright laughing about the inglorious end to the season. I felt he was light, but not too light; serious, but not too serious. I am not expecting sackcloth and ashes, but — Wait. No, I am expecting sackcloth and ashes. For a little while longer yet.… [more]


Nov 10th, 2007


I have been waiting for this exhibit to arrive at the main branch of the New York City Public Library for months, because the centerpiece is the original scroll manuscript of On The Road, which is something I have been dying to see. Yes, I know the legend may eclipse the truth, but it still has iconic status for a writer. And the fact that I now work right by the NYPL and pass Patience and Fortitude every morning made it super-convenient. I saw the banner advertising the exhibit Thursday night on my way home, and decided that I would be dropping by on Friday during my lunch hour – not even realizing it was the first day of the exhibit.… [more]


Nov 7th, 2007


Hello, Cranky MetsGrrl here. I’m cranky because I have to get off the subway in the morning and see this cover, along with the competition’s “SHEA HELLO”. Cranky because – HELLO! SCOTT BORAS REPRESENTS OTHER PLAYERS IN BASEBALL, INCLUDING SEVERAL ON THE METS, and, well, Omar might need to discuss those players with him. And cranky because the coverage of the Winter Meetings is just beyond overblown. I’m waiting for the beat writers to start publishing the GM’s tee times because they have run out of things to talk about. Truth is I won’t stop being cranky until Opening Day. … [more]