No Place Like Home
Somehow, it wasn't what we expected.
While half of Cincinnati paraded through the city's streets during the annual opening day celebration, a crowd the size of a freshman seminar braved the rain, cold and uninspired baseball at the Crimson's home opener yesterday.
And during the horrible afternoon--an afternoon in which glimpses of sun were as prevalent as Harvard runs (i.e., none)--the following truths revealed themselves to myself and the rest of the select few:
"You can't win a ball game if you don't score runs," courtesy of a Harvard pitcher.
*You can't score runs if you don't hit in the clutch.
*You can't hit in the clutch with Mark Belanger playing shortstop against you.
*There ain't nothing to do during a rain delay.
*Getting wet is no fun unless it's in a shower or a swimming pool.
*Our infield is every bit as good as I thought it was.
*Either BC's John Cooper is a pro prospect or those twelve-walk laughers have put the bats in a coma.
*The one wooden bat in the Crimson rack is a John Wockenfuss model,
*All the aluminum bats probably are, too.
*The Harvard bench runs out of chewing gum along about the third inning.
*I never get any even when they have some.
*Other teams love to beat Harvard.
*Boston College is the quintessential other team.
*Eddie Farrell looks like Lou Piniella.
*The lacrosse team won.
*The guy who puts the numbers up on the scoreboard out in right is manager Dan Doctoroff.
*Nobody sitting in the stands can see the score board.
*Winthrop athletic secretary Doug Richards goes to a lot of Crimson baseball games.
*Not many other people do.