Photos: Final Weekend of the Regular Season

It’s a little bit overdue, considering this happened two weeks ago, and the Atlanta Braves have since been knocked out of the playoffs.  This year’s regular season finale was probably one of the more memorable ones that I can remember, because  since moving down to Atlanta, the Braves have only made the playoffs twice, but that was more before I realized how easy it was to actually go to ballgames, and typically they had a playoff spot locked up well in advance.  This year was under different circumstances, since the Braves literally had to fight, claw and scratch to get into the playoffs, as well as rely on some other teams to trip up in order to get it.  And in typical Atlanta Braves fashion, the threat of a meltdown occurred, in the first game I went to on Friday, with an embarrassing owning at the hands of the Phillies B-team, but salvation was spared on the final day of the season, with a tense and exciting win, with the playoff-clinching loss by the Padres later on that day.

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I’ve been a bad brogger

I’ve been well aware throughout the last fifteen days that I hadn’t updated the brog in a while.  And as much as I felt the obligation to myself to keep up the practice of writing, I just didn’t feel like it.  But in all fairness, I haven’t really felt like doing a whole lot of much throughout the last few weeks.  To be perfectly honest, I didn’t much feel like doing much writing now, but enough has more or less been enough, and I figure it would be good to put some words down on the e-paper to hopefully clear my head a little bit.

As has been the general mood of self these last few months or so, things have not been going too particularly well in my life, as well as the lives of those around me.  I’ve hit a little bit of a rough patch, and am still kind of riding it right now.  Just the other day, I went to the bank and deposited a small cache of cash that I had stashed away, designated as “birthday money only to be spent on something superficial and gratifying and not bills” . . . because my bank account was precariously low, and without the deposit, I run the risk of not being able to pay my bills.  The disaster was temporarily averted, but it doesn’t really change the fact that I’m occasionally feeling the overwhelming feeling of drowning from time to time, compounded by emotions of the uncertainty of freelance working, and the phone not ringing with potential full-time work.

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Depression as result of unemployment, take #39

Earlier today, I returned home from the Braves’ afternoon game that I was able to attend because I’m not working, irritated that despite the stellar record the Braves have at home, they still managed to put up a stinker and lose to a poor Nationals team that made me wish I hadn’t come out to the park to witness.  Compounded with the fact that I was irritated with the spontaneous traffic jam that occurred on my way home, the sheer lack of a conveniently located Chic-Fil-A to satiate the irritating hunger that descended upon me that caused an irritating headache, mostly stemming from zero caffeine prior to.

I returned home from trivia after yet another disappointing 4th place finish, irritated that no matter how well we think we’re doing, we’re just not quite good enough.  As I was driving home, I thought to myself that I should probably get to bed as soon as possible, so I could wake up early for my morning jog.  But what after that?  I’m not working, so essentially, there’s absolutely little motive for me to sleep at a normal time, to wake up early.  On top of that, I’ve had about four Diet Cokes in the last eight hours, and now I’m a little caffeinated; but at least the headache is gone.

I need to get myself some real fucking work.

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Photos: Tom Glavine Day

Last Friday was Tom Glavine Daythe day in which the retired pitcher was inducted into the team’s Hall of Fame, and his #47 was retired forever.  What was supposed to be an evening with a memorable ceremony, followed by a dominant Braves win ended up being an evening where the game and ceremony were both delayed two hours by a torrential downpour.  Apparently fellow soft-tossing left-handed pitcher Barry Zito was inspired by Tom Glavine that evening, and struck out ten batters.  Unfortunately, he pitched for the other team.  18 beers later, the Braves coughed up the lead in the bottom of the 9th, and lost the game in extra innings.  🙁

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Okay, July 23rd in a nutshell

Flights all sucked due to Mother Nature PMSing all over the Midwest, missed a bajillion flights, detoured through NC to reach around my head to scratch my ass up to Chicago which was also delayed a bajillion times, landed just in time to see the Braves blow save and lose, Mother Nature resumes PMSing, and my best friend’s flight is also delayed and we won’t have time to get our late night Chicago style deep dish pizza and the WordPress app sucks. Despite all this, I refuse to let it deter me; this must be an awesome weekend.

I’m kind of in Sports Illustrated

And here I thought that I wouldn’t have anything to write about today.  A few weeks ago, I volunteered to write a review for a Sports Illustrated article about ballpark foods, with my task being a brief blurb of Turner Field’s Hammerin’ Hank sandwich.

Being the wordy, long-winded writer I tend to be, my original submission ended up being four paragraphs, explaining the rationale behind chicken and waffles, the greatness of Hank Aaron, and the slightly egregious price of the sandwich itself.  I was politely asked to reduce my blurb, and I ended up narrowing it down to a single paragraph.  But apparently that was still a little much too in the end, and it was apparently reduced to the above-seen cherry-picked sentence in the end.

No worries though, because I’m just glad to have my name appear in Sports Illustrated.  Not that I expect it to actually make it into any print edition or anything, but it’s still a small pleasing achievement for a sports geek like myself, and I’m also pleasantly glad to see a lot of familiar colleague names from other teams’ blogs doing similarly for their home parks.

Since there is a part of me that’s a little dissatisfied with the shortness of my published work, I feel it is an obligation to myself to share the real words behind the review.

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