tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7361281865338727324.post4913126776917852175..comments2023-09-25T01:33:53.202-07:00Comments on MYRTLE BEACH RAMBLINGS - Writing With A Smirk: Baseball - Father's Daymyrtle beached whalehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18338457419555984753noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7361281865338727324.post-23726916533933531272007-06-19T06:51:00.000-07:002007-06-19T06:51:00.000-07:00Wow! I enjoyed all the posts so much I have easily...Wow! I enjoyed all the posts so much I have easily drained an hour out of my work day with no one to bill it to. :) By the way, Carson has two moles we named Hank and Aaron. <BR/>You really can't compare generations for sports. Each unenhanced generation gets better, especially as we start younger with coached athletics and with so many opportunities readily available. Look at gymnastics and swimming where new tricks are created and records are broken. the bar is constantly raised. I think the only two sports people can't get actually better because there is a set limit are bowling and golf. You can be the best golfer in the World but there is a limit at the best score you can achieve. There is a perfect golf game and a perfect score in bowling. Stats for other sports are endless and change constantly. Plus, if you look at the progression of man, they are now taller, bigger and faster, partially due to the steroids and impurities in the food we eat. Did you see 7 1/2 feet men when you were young? I think some people are believed to be great because of there impact on people. Hank Aaron of course being one of the first black guys to play in Major League Baseball and threaten a beloved record (Babe Ruth). Pete Rose is shock value but people loved to hate him. Many people don't look at the stats to determine the best, just as with famous tv/movie stars and singers. There is a little something more people see. Okay, maybe I do need a blog of my own. :) Great blogs Dad. I really loved the one about Grandpa and how he felt about your athletics. I know he would be really happy to hear that you know how much it meant to him.Carlyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07753170165066943413noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7361281865338727324.post-34236003697581524942007-06-19T06:50:00.000-07:002007-06-19T06:50:00.000-07:00Wow! I enjoyed all the posts so much I have easily...Wow! I enjoyed all the posts so much I have easily drained an hour out of my work day with no one to bill it to. :) By the way, Carson has two moles we named Hank and Aaron. <BR/>You really can't compare generations for sports. Each unenhanced generation gets better, especially as we start younger with coached athletics and with so many opportunities readily available. Look at gymnastics and swimming where new tricks are created and records are broken. the bar is constantly raised. I think the only two sports people can't get actually better because there is a set limit are bowling and golf. You can be the best golfer in the World but there is a limit at the best score you can achieve. There is a perfect golf game and a perfect score in bowling. Stats for other sports are endless and change constantly. Plus, if you look at the progression of man, they are now taller, bigger and faster, partially due to the steroids and impurities in the food we eat. Did you see 7 1/2 feet men when you were young? I think some people are believed to be great because of there impact on people. Hank Aaron of course being one of the first black guys to play in Major League Baseball and threaten a beloved record (Babe Ruth). Pete Rose is shock value but people loved to hate him. Many people don't look at the stats to determine the best, just as with famous tv/movie stars and singers. There is a little something more people see. Okay, maybe I do need a blog of my own. :) Great blogs Dad. I really loved the one about Grandpa and how he felt about your athletics. I know he would be really happy to hear that you know how much it meant to him.Carlyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07753170165066943413noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7361281865338727324.post-2633293409344710222007-06-18T19:07:00.000-07:002007-06-18T19:07:00.000-07:00yes, I am sure it was when he was with the sadsack...yes, I am sure it was when he was with the sadsack Cubs. WTBS and WGN made a lot of America hugh (I think you probably meant huge) Brave and Cub fans. The Yankees have a network too, but you have to pay to get it. I guess you get what you pay for.myrtle beached whalehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18338457419555984753noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7361281865338727324.post-44784586550340115852007-06-18T18:37:00.000-07:002007-06-18T18:37:00.000-07:00You are right. It was when he was with the cubs, a...You are right. It was when he was with the cubs, and I was thinking of WGN Chicago. . .wasn't I???Pinehurst in my Dreamshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14839389283883857130noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7361281865338727324.post-51582704792440382472007-06-17T21:24:00.000-07:002007-06-17T21:24:00.000-07:00Ron Cey never played for the Braves but she probab...Ron Cey never played for the Braves but she probably saw him a lot when he was playing against the Braves for the Dodgers and Cubs. I remember him because he was extremely pigeon-toed which caused him to run like he had a stick in his rear-end. I don't think he stole many bases that way.myrtle beached whalehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18338457419555984753noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7361281865338727324.post-25286214864045393582007-06-17T21:06:00.000-07:002007-06-17T21:06:00.000-07:00Good stuff. It's the stuff of families. Passing yo...Good stuff. It's the stuff of families. Passing your passion from one generation to the next.<BR/><BR/>My mom and her sisters became HUGH Braves fans when satellite TV started broadcasting their games. My Aunt Doris used to call Ron Cey - Ronnie-Donnie, because he looked, not just in the face, but the way he was built -- like her oldest son Don. She even wrote to him for signed pictures and had one sent to my mom.Pinehurst in my Dreamshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14839389283883857130noreply@blogger.com