A Swing and A Miss
Baseball is back! I am so excited that I purchased a Met’s jersey in my sleep and no, that is not part of a joke…
This season the MLB has announced new rules for pitchers. A pitcher must now face at least three batters or complete the half-inning; unless due to injury. That’s no problem since pitchers seem to injure their fingers as often as soccer players fall down and can’t get back up.
As a die hard fan, I appreciate the art of baseball. The catcher’s ability to create the illusion of a strike, the agility of the outfielders, the signs from the third base coach (or Astros’ trash cans) and the mold of the ball players’ bums.
There are more changes in the works for the game such as incorporating robotic umpires in the near future. How unfortunate. It is far less entertaining to argue with a computer – believe me, I do it daily.
I truly wish they would leave the game alone. The MLB was only founded in 1869; we are not ready for change (unless it’s trading Stroman back to the Blue Jays).
One rule of baseball that will never change is after three strikes, you’re out and today’s game included a swing and a miss…
In Run Run Rudolph, a resident wanted to see the sites. Today, a resident wanted to see the end of a movie.
There is a lot to consider when planning community outings for residents: location, weather, transportation, cost, accessibility, timeline and most importantly, food options.
I worked with a resident who thoroughly enjoyed scary movies at the theatre. (Are You Afraid of Affection is a previous escapade). Therefore, choosing the destination was easy. It was the genre of movie that was never easy or personally desirable.
One evening we arrived at the theatre to find out that all of the scary movies were sold out. Strike one.
So she chose a comedy movie strictly based on it’s name, ‘Daddy’s Home’.
The film starred Will Ferrell and Mark Wahlberg. It was the complete opposite of a scary movie unless you are referring to Mark Wahlberg’s muscles.
The movie had a cool biological father and a nerdy step father who were competing for the children’s affection. (I’ll give you the Netflix link to this mediocre movie if you can guess which actor was the cool dad and which one was geeky).
There was about 30 minutes remaining in the movie when my phone begun vibrating. It was Calgary Transit Access calling to inform us the bus had arrived and was impatiently waiting.
I told the resident that we needed to leave or else we would miss our bus. The look of devastation flooded her face. Strike two.
We left the theatre as Mark disappointed his daughter by ‘ghosting’ her at the daddy-daughter dance (if you are unfamiliar with this term, you are a lucky son-of-a-gun).
After that, she asked how the movie ended. I had no idea and I had no intention of someday finishing the movie, so I made it up. Strike three.
I guessed that both fathers arrived at the dance and ended their rivalry with a double daddy-daughter dance. She was so satisfied with my alternative ending, I think I should have written the script.
Spoiler alert. According to Google, in the end, a little boy hit a little girl, one Dad punched another Dad, an unexpected dance-off took place, Mark ended up with his own stepdaughter and the men finally understood one another.
