Here is what I enjoyed during the OlympicsFri. Feb 19 Compulsory Ice Dancing,
Sat. Feb. 20, Russia/Slovakia Women's Hockey,
Sun. Feb 21 Original Dance-Ice Dancing,
Mon. Feb 22 4 concurrent matches Women's Curling,
Tues. Feb 23 Ladies' ski cross, Ladies' skating short program Weds.Feb 24 Women's Speed Skating
2010
Philadelphia Flyers Stanley Cup games on TV
Seven Philadelphia Phillies baseball games at Citizens Bank Park,
One Yankees game in New York October 6, 2010
NLDS HISTORIC Game One of the playoff series with the Cincinnati Reds, OCT 17 23
National League Pennant: Game Two Phillies 6-Giants 1, Game Six Giants 3- Phillies 2
Nov 15 Eagles vs. Redskins 59-28
So far in 2011
March 30 76ers basketball, April 6 Phillies vs Mets
April 6 Phillies and Mets
May 4 Philies and Nationals 10-7
May 25 Phillies, Cincinnatti Reds 5-4
This blog began as a way to record my musings about preparations and travels to the Winter Olympics in Vancouver, Canada February 16-27, 2010. From that amazing experience came this ongoing story of becoming a sports fan. You can follow my tales of awe, agony, and all the emotions in between as well as view pics from seasons of Phillies baseball. Along the way is a little Eagles football thrown in for fun, and even some astronomy and weather related tales. I feel lucky to have witnessed some historic games, some heartbreaking losses, but all wonderful when told from this new fan's point of view.
Blog Archives postings:
Dec 2009-Feb 2010 Olympics
March 2010-Dec 2011 Baseball and more
2011 The Phillies do again, winning the Eastern Championship for the 5th straight year.
April 2012-Sept 27 2012 Not the best season for the Phillies
2013-We wait and see!
Blog Archives postings:
Dec 2009-Feb 2010 Olympics
March 2010-Dec 2011 Baseball and more
2011 The Phillies do again, winning the Eastern Championship for the 5th straight year.
April 2012-Sept 27 2012 Not the best season for the Phillies
2013-We wait and see!
Thursday, May 26, 2011
The 19th Inning Win-The Game That Would Never End
We look forward to Roy Halladay's pitching, and hope for some good hitting. As the Phillies hold onto a slim 3-0 lead for a good part of the game, Halladay's pitching is erratic, finally letting in 3 runs. And then the fun begins. Inning after inning the teams battle it out. First the Reds get a run, then Ryan Howard belts one out for a homerun. And then..... Well just look.
It's also as if we are seeing a double header, but of course it is the SAME game. The teams volley back and forth with some base hits, and even bases loaded at one point for the Phillies.
Quote of the game by a 6 year old seeing his first game. He had many great questions for his dad throughout, but this was the best "Where is Roy Halladay? Did he go home?"
Sunday, May 8, 2011
A cold night for Baseball
A cold night for baseball, almost football weather, so we bundled up in winter jackets, and huddled under a fleece blanket for the second of three games against the Washington Nationals. This was the first of the series of 6 pairs of tickets that I bought on another cold day in December. The seats were literally 'out in left field', a new vantage point for me. To see the big screen, we had to turn out heads behind us, which though at first annoying, I realized meant that for most of the game, I was watching the game instead of the screen.
For the first 5 innings, the game was slow, with few hits on either side..
For the first 5 innings, the game was slow, with few hits on either side..
Monday, April 18, 2011
A new season of baseball
Overheard at the game by the men behind me
A: Ike Davis, he's a 1/2 Jew. His mother's Jewish
B: Then he's a full Jew
A: No! Really?
B; That's the rule. Look it up
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A: What's the name of your team
B: The Muts
:
Sitting in the 309 section of the ball park for the first time this season, I've arrived early enough to take it all in once again: the checkerboard patterns of the field, the stands slowly filling up with 45,000 fans, the cool spring air on a cloudy, but dry night. And I am thrilled.
Tonight I am by myself because my friends are in the 306 section. I consider going there, but frankly would rather be alone in a better seat than move over 3 sections. So, I take stock of who my neighbor fans are for the evening.
To the right is a nice couple who introduce themselves as members of Hosts for Hospitals, the organization that coordinated the tickets for the evening. Behind me a group of men in their 50/60s, one of whom is a diehard baseball and Mets fan, the team the Phillies are playing tonight. He is a New Yawker, loud opinionated, knowledgable about baseball, which comes in handy later in the game,..
In front are soon to be a group of 20 somethings, there less to see the game than to drink and flirt fawn over each other as they drape themselves across each others laps for pictures.. THere is one woman in particular who could seem to care less about the game.
This is a night of hits and home runs, where the Phillies lead 7-0 after the 4th inning. I decide to walk around a bit, do some shopping, go to the bathroom and I hear groan after groan after groan. When I return to my seat the score is 7-5! And then in the 5th inning, the Mets get 2 more runs.
Blanton has fallen apart and is taken out of the game, which in the 6th inning has become a real game again.. But while he played he hit a single down the 3rd base line for 2 RBIs.
Meanwhile, the young woman in front of me who could care less about what is happening on the field has gotten out of control. She drapes herself all over her friends, stands up and blocks the view. We all watch with amazement, including the family with the 3 year old directly in back of her. The staff person calls her out, and I suppose gives her a good talkin' to, which doesn't help much as she returns to her seat and proceeds to drink more beer. Her woman friend is visibly embarrassed, but the men are eating it up.
But I digress! The 6th inning.and we we sit once more on the edge of our seats, counting every strike and ball, waiting for the runs to come in.
The Phillies don't disappoint, with 3 more runs including a home run.
The final score is 10-7, a satisfying night.. Not only did I get to stand up and scream, but when I clapped with all my might, it didn't hurt my hand.
A wonderful way to celebrate a year after my accident on March 21.
A: Ike Davis, he's a 1/2 Jew. His mother's Jewish
B: Then he's a full Jew
A: No! Really?
B; That's the rule. Look it up
----------------------
A: What's the name of your team
B: The Muts
:
Sitting in the 309 section of the ball park for the first time this season, I've arrived early enough to take it all in once again: the checkerboard patterns of the field, the stands slowly filling up with 45,000 fans, the cool spring air on a cloudy, but dry night. And I am thrilled.
Tonight I am by myself because my friends are in the 306 section. I consider going there, but frankly would rather be alone in a better seat than move over 3 sections. So, I take stock of who my neighbor fans are for the evening.
To the right is a nice couple who introduce themselves as members of Hosts for Hospitals, the organization that coordinated the tickets for the evening. Behind me a group of men in their 50/60s, one of whom is a diehard baseball and Mets fan, the team the Phillies are playing tonight. He is a New Yawker, loud opinionated, knowledgable about baseball, which comes in handy later in the game,..
In front are soon to be a group of 20 somethings, there less to see the game than to drink and flirt fawn over each other as they drape themselves across each others laps for pictures.. THere is one woman in particular who could seem to care less about the game.
This is a night of hits and home runs, where the Phillies lead 7-0 after the 4th inning. I decide to walk around a bit, do some shopping, go to the bathroom and I hear groan after groan after groan. When I return to my seat the score is 7-5! And then in the 5th inning, the Mets get 2 more runs.
Blanton has fallen apart and is taken out of the game, which in the 6th inning has become a real game again.. But while he played he hit a single down the 3rd base line for 2 RBIs.
Meanwhile, the young woman in front of me who could care less about what is happening on the field has gotten out of control. She drapes herself all over her friends, stands up and blocks the view. We all watch with amazement, including the family with the 3 year old directly in back of her. The staff person calls her out, and I suppose gives her a good talkin' to, which doesn't help much as she returns to her seat and proceeds to drink more beer. Her woman friend is visibly embarrassed, but the men are eating it up.
But I digress! The 6th inning.and we we sit once more on the edge of our seats, counting every strike and ball, waiting for the runs to come in.
The Phillies don't disappoint, with 3 more runs including a home run.
The final score is 10-7, a satisfying night.. Not only did I get to stand up and scream, but when I clapped with all my might, it didn't hurt my hand.
A wonderful way to celebrate a year after my accident on March 21.
Saturday, January 8, 2011
Return of winter January 5
After the knee high snow blew into town in December, another 2 inches arrives in time to meet our new students wrapped in snow coats, hats and scarves and an excitement about beginning their English language studies at the Drexel English Language Center. Hiking up the Drexel University campus hill from the orientation, one student has stopped by the fence that surrounds the community garden next to the ELC building.. The plantings are now dormant, with remnants of wood frames and tall grasses peeking through the white. I am caught by the expression on the student's face, and stop to admire this small scene with him. His face and body are relaxed and totally still as if his eyes and skin are the lens of a camera taking as clear a photo as possible to show his family.
I learn that this is his first time seeing snow. His first time!
That expression:. The essence of wonder and awe.
I learn that this is his first time seeing snow. His first time!
That expression:. The essence of wonder and awe.
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