I don’t remember the White Sox ever following the Cubs into Milwaukee? Or maybe Harry Caray did after he kangarooed from south to north side broadcast booths. I doubt anyone made a patriotic stink about Harry having splintered Chicago loyalties. Seeing him behave like a kangaroo could probably end most civil wars.
Holy Cow was steam.
There were others too. Bill Veeck used to show up shirtless; beer in hand; sitting in the Wrigley bleachers for a day game and when all was 9 innings over and the Cubs lost again, he’d hop an above ground train to the south side for his White Sox turn; an owner of the people for sure.
And since the mid 1990’s, anything seems possible with the promise land of inter-league play invading our lives. This Chicago followed by Chicago on the Brewers schedule must have been some sort of scheduling leap year magic because there was screaming in top halves and bottom halves of innings for over a week at Miller Park; one Chicago after another; this Cubs and then White Sox; did I already say that? Am I repeating myself. I must be punch drunk from this New York 1940’s feeling; a three team city in Bushville…you betchya!
Lake Michigan is steam.
The Brewers finished the beer and whisky local dance with a 3-3 record; losing to the Cubs in game 1 and then taking 2 in a row and reversing it all against the Sox; winning in game 1 and losing the next 2.
Chicago (s) are always 90 miles away by bus, train or car until that day when tectonic plates shift or polar ice caps melt or maybe earth’s original inhabitants will return. Time to prepare that spaceship welcome runway with messages cut in our yards saying; “the beer is good and drinks served 24 hours a day.”
I sometimes vow that my next step will be in preparation for that day when petroleum runs out or we revert back to the articles of confederation and say the hell with all this sameness. I don’t like inter-league play; never did and probably never will, but I could get used to this Chicago followed by Chicago Milwaukee thing, barnstorming around by canoe or electric car. Let’s see; two Chicago’s, Detroit, St. Louis, maybe Minnesota, Toronto; Cleveland and Cincinnati; rivers connect to Pittsburgh and that makes 10 teams; enough for a league and another on the west coast and another along the Atlantic sea board-the original league but that leaves out Texas and Atlanta; Seattle and I love a lot about Seattle.
Ah screw it, everything is fine the way it is, but I miss the 70’s and 80’s when the other league felt like a foreign country or another planet or galaxy and the World Series was really a crashing into other ideologies and teams and cities.
One of the great things about being bad are the fissures forming on the ground a team stands and the steam that pours up; like Hector Gomez at second base for the Brewers this year. He’s played in the majors before; with Colorado in 2011 and a bit with Milwaukee last year. I didn’t know about him until this year. What an arm! Makes me think he should pitch. He catches the relay throw from Braun in right and throws a perfect missile to Jason Rogers at third for a put out. Shortstop Jean Segura was put on the DL yesterday so Gomez will hopefully find a way into the lineup this weekend.
Brewers had the day off Thursday and now in New York to face I think it’s fair to say one of the better teams in baseball so far; the New York Mets. The Brewers are 12-23 and owners of the worst winning percentage in baseball or at some point does it change names; to losing percentage?