I just loved living in Oakland. I didn’t really pay attention to the sports except that there were Raiders stickers on every old beater in town. Any nicer car was usually owned by a john picking up a prostitute on MacArthur Blvd. on his way to the suburbs. The prostitutes, BTW, looked like many of the young respectable girls around today (gobs of makeup and revealing clothes). In my eyes, the beauty industry is in it for the money, so they convince these girls that what God gave them is to be covered up by their products.
Across the bay was San Francisco, where we went for culture; and Chinese food (I saw Allen Ginsberg in a Chinese restaurant there once). Then home to the affordable neighborhood. But to me, SF was where the Dodgers’ rivals lived. Then there is across the country, instead of across the bridge to the most prosperous town in the USA, Washington DC. It is not prosperous because they produce something of value there. They are prosperous because they are a cartel of extortionists. But still, they have a baseball team, which redeems them to a small extent.
Last night the Giants beat the Nationals in 18 innings, almost six and a half hours. Ha! Pitching duels are an intellectual affair, with some action thrown in just to recapture our attention. You can read a pretty good story on the game here:
I couldn’t find any specifics, but I watched a game on TV in the seventies that went, at least, 22 innings. I wanted to watch a movie that was on afterwords, “The Seventh Seal,” and I stayed up late into the next morning and got-er-done.
The movie was Swedish with Max von Sydow as a soldier returning home from The Crusades. The Plague was raging through Europe. People were desperate and grasping at any crazy idea to explain or stop The Plague.
Hmmm. Today we still have religious wars and pandemics. Thank God for baseball.