Friday, June 28, 2024

Limerick Friday #622: Don't Look Now, But Here Come The Metsies -- Day 1,564


With every error and trip
Away did the season seem to slip
'Til the Mets found their juice
And cut it all loose
I take it all back, Skip

A College World Series caravan
We believed and knew we can
Heartbreaking finishes
In no way diminishes
What a time it's been for every Pack fan

The situation is dire
But we still can't hire
So you can't build a team
Promotions are a pipe dream
So continue working with your hair on fire

Memorable Citi Field scenes
About what it all means
To sweep the Yanks
With back-to-back spanks
Hope you enjoyed Queens

At ennui do you stare
It's harder to care
Looking for distraction
Or a semblance of action
At least there's the return of "The Bear"


Friday, June 21, 2024

Limerick Friday #621: Juggling All The Things As Summer Beckons -- Day 1,557


These kids are gonna rad
Even when I think they're bad
One wins in an academic way
One nailed their tryout day
These are great days for a dad

Don't look now
Or even have a cow
But on their way across the pond
The Mets, of which I am fond
Won three straight -- I don't know how

Every day comes with a whammy
'Til I just don't give a dammy
So get fucked with your games
Stop saying my team's names
And quit making work a shit sammie

Old as time, his story
As he vied for golf glory
Seems like a good bloke
But all he does is choke
Your heart hurts a bit for Rory

Work is a bummer
Politics couldn't be dumber
But school is done
So let's find the fun
Because here comes the summer


Monday, June 17, 2024

Day 1,553, Quasi-Quarantine: Pinehurst No. 2 Wins Again

 

I was fortunate enough to be able to attend single rounds of the 2005 and 2014 U.S. Opens that were held in Pinehurst, N.C. 

My buddy Norm and I went in '05, seeing even-par Michael Campbell fend off the people's choice, Tiger Woods, and the Scooter's choice, Tim Clark (go Pack!). In 2014, Martin Kaymer led wire to wire, winning by an absurd eight strokes.

Pinehurst No. 2 is diabolical, with turtle-shell-shaped greens, sand and weeds everywhere, and blistering heat. So for Rory McIlroy to play so well all week only to give a win away based on missing a pair of three-foot putts in the final few holes was devastating.

Unfortunately, it's also part of McIlroy's legacy. Perhaps the most talented golfer of his generation, he's become known for an inability to put away majors. This time, Bryson DeChambeau took his lead back when it counted most for his second major (McIlroy has four and zero in the last decade).

I was rooting for Rory, but certainly not surprised that he found a way to hand the trophy back. But it was fun as always to watch the final round on Father's Day, with a cold beer, memories of Norm ... and recollections of past days in Pinehurst.

Friday, June 14, 2024

Day 1,550, Quasi-Quarantine: Well-Meaning "Last Best Hope" Meanders Into (Understandable) Silence


“Our bridges are buckling, another factory has closed up, badly ventilated schools are failing to educate another generation of children, hospital beds are overflowing again, local shops are posting out-of-business signs while Amazon delivery trucks fill the streets, our thought leaders sound like carnival barkers, our citizenry seems to be suffering through early-stage National Cognitive Decline, and the common skeleton is unknitting and likely to fall apart in a heap of bones for future archaeologists to study with furrowed expressions of puzzled sadness.”

Terse and direct, "Last Best Hope" is both insightful and simplistic, as George Packer strives to deliver sane explanations to contemporary America and the events of 2020. 

“It achieved its ultimate expression on the last day of 2020, in all those yellow Gadsden flags waving around the Capitol – a mob of freedom-loving Americans taking back their constitutional rights by shitting on the floors of Congress and hunting down elected representatives to kidnap and kill. That was their freedom in its pure and reduced form.”

Packer notes the myriad of similarities between Ronald Reagan and Donald Trump, differentiated primarily by the style of delivery only. The author also documents how the standards for someone holding higher office have all but disappeared.

“He offered his supporters a deal: they would give him unprecedented powers, even the power to decide for them what was true; in exchange, he would drag the elites down and elevate his supporters as ‘the people.’ He would give them equality in servitude to him.”

“Sexting with a staffer does more harm to a politician than profiteering in a national crisis.”

“A character in Jonathan Franzen’s 2010 novel Freedom puts it this way: ‘If you don’t have money, you cling to your freedoms all the more angrily. Even if smoking kills you, even if you can’t afford to feed your kids, even if your kids are getting shot down by maniacs with assault rifles. You may be poor, but the one thing nobody can take away from you is the freedom to fuck up your life.’”

His thoughts on the identity as the core issue in the country -- and the four national segments he has defined -- are fascinating, but the book struggles when too many binary conclusions are drawn.

Attempting to ascribe reason to an unreasonable state of existence is an unenviable task for any writer. Packer brings meticulous research and a flurry of citations, but "Last Best Hope" ultimately offers no solutions -- are there any? -- and reinforces the hopelessness of the current climate.

“When I began this book, millions of voters were standing in long lines and there was not yet a vaccine. As I finish it, Trump is gone and people are lining up for shots. He left us less free, less equal, more divided, more delusional, more alone, deeper in debt, swampier, dirtier, meaner, sicker, and deader. But he’s gone, and we’re still here.”

“Democracy depends on belief in democracy – on an extraordinary leap of faith by ordinary people that their rulers will abide by the rules, that their votes will count, that their compatriots won’t tear the country apart, that lies won’t become truth. When the checks and balances have all given way, the last barrier to an authoritarian regime is public opinion. Even that might not be enough.”

Tuesday, June 11, 2024

Day 1,547, Quasi-Quarantine: There Goes That School Again

 

I don't know exactly what the hell's happening in Raleigh right now, but it's pretty goddam cool. After Alex Sosa and Eli Serrano hit 1,000 feet of homer yesterday -- drilling a couple of Georgia fratties along the way -- State is headed to Omaha for the College World Series. Needless to say, the Pack will be looking to avenge the brutal NCAA hosing that took place there three years ago.

All that to say, things are pretty, pretty, pretty fun for the Wolfpack at the minute.

Is it ... is it too early to say that NC State Shit™ is dead for now? Talk amongst yourselves.

And LFGP.

Thursday, June 06, 2024

Day 1,542, Quasi-Quarantine: "The Last Song" Serves As Moving Tribute to Vulnerable, Insightful Music

 

“It might be that Frightened Rabbit are a band for old souls, those who saw before their time something magnificent or terrible flashing in the headlights. If you’ve heard a wall of guitars, a voice croon of woah-oh-oh-oh-ohhhh, a drumroll like a wrestle, maybe you’ve felt the same.”

The Scottish band Frightened Rabbit, led by the late Scott Hutchison, has long been known for the deep emotional connection its music makes with avid listeners. Edited by Aaron Kent and Maria Sledmere, "The Last Song: Words for Frightened Rabbit" compile poems that serve as tributes to and corollaries of cherished band lyrics.

The book captures the indelible impact that Hutchison's lyrics have had, displaying the resonance through art inspired by Frightened Rabbit songs. Among the highlights were Emma Whitelaw's "It's got lots to do with magnets and the pull of the moon"; M McCorquodale's "Glasgae Blessin'"; Geraint Ellis's "Odd socks"; Carl Burkitt's "10/05/18"; and Charlie Rose Evans's "Home Videos."

“may red sandstone tenements
bear the weight of yae
in yer time o’need
an offer o’ a Glasgae kiss
but no the kind you mean
it might no leave you bleedin’
but gie it a try
this time wae feelin’."
~M McCorquodale, “Glasgae Blessin’”

This collection is a tribute to the vulnerability and acknowledgment that this powerful band inspires ... and carries on in Hutchison's absence.

“Our last suppers aren’t laid to prove that we’re holy
or that laughing yourself to death isn’t a choice to console me,
only that odd socks rolled together seem a little less lonely.”
~Geraint Ellis, “Odd socks”

Tuesday, June 04, 2024

Day 1,540, Quasi-Quarantine: Bleeding, Weeping, Writing, And Drinking

 


"Writing is easy. You simply sit down at the typewriter, open your veins, and bleed." 
~Red Smith

While in Dublin last summer, we noticed this offering behind the hotel bar and had to seek it out for sale in the city.

The last couple of weeks of work have brought the message home while making me want to reach for it several times during the course of a workday. I do try to remind myself that I actively chose this life.

Slainte, friends.

Monday, June 03, 2024

Day 1,539, Quasi-Quarantine: Carlos Mendoza Is The Manager The Mets Deserve ... But Probably Not The One They Need

Listen, Carlos Mendoza seems like a nice dude and a baseball lifer. Unfortunately, he chose to manage the Mets -- and everything that comes along with that.

As NY has disintegrated in the early part of the campaign, here are a few of the many areas where he has struggled through the first third of the season:
  • Bullpen mismanagement. Listen, losing Edwin Diaz, Brooks Raley, and Drew Smith really hurt the back end. However, too often he has made pitching changes for no apparent reason, even after a guy breezes through an inning in less than 10 pitches. The closer-by-committee approach has been an unmitigated disaster, and New York would be better off more clearly defining roles in the 'pen.
  • Not having players' backs. It started with Mendoza not supporting his player during Jeff McNeill's run-in with Rhys Hoskins super early in the season (and awful first impression for a manager), and it hasn't let up. Sure, reliever Jorge Lopez could have handled his recent on-field outburst better, but Mendoza ended up scapegoating a dude showing some actual, you know, fire.
  • Culture of being OK with losing. Last year, Tommy Pham pointed out that the Mets had the least-hard-working group of position players he'd ever been part of. From Francisco Lindor treating every on-field engagement like meeting your best friend at the club to embarrassing dugout games in the midst of 3-7 home stands, something is very broken about team accountability. Right or wrong, Mendoza is the face of that.
  • Accountability for consistently awful performances. Obviously this is a follow-on to the above, but New York has entirely too many players who simply are uncompetitive at the plate or in the field. Sure, finally releasing Omar Narvaez is a step in the right direction, but what took so long? It's clear his contract was never going to be a reason to keep him, so you'd think 50+ games of hitting below .150 after a terrible 2023 would have prioritized this move sooner.
  • Unclear expectations of young players. Mark Vientos never should have been sent down to Triple-A this season. Period. Joey Wendle was a disastrous signing, and the way that New York has flip-flopped on the Vientos-Brett Baty conversation at third base is flat-out embarrassing. Trying to cater to both created a situation where the Mets literally did not have a backup middle infielder for weeks. The best franchises have a vision for both player development and roster management. The Mets -- and Mendoza --appear to have neither.
  • Lineup juggling. I put this one pretty far down the list because I can sort of understand what Mendoza is trying to accomplish at times. And piecing together a viable lineup has to be near-impossible based on the collective batting slump this team has endured. But Francisco Lindor leading off as a sub-.200 hitter for most of the season? Brandon Nimmo in a cleanup/power spot when he's always been an on-base guy? Pete Alonso batting second? I don't know, man. The rationale behind some of these placements is baffling at best.
  • Setting the tone. Perhaps never has there been a team more in need of a managerial tirade than New York. Mendoza opted out of participation in a team meeting? Fine. But he's also bypassed several golden opportunities to get tossed from games while blistering an umpire. That may not be his natural demeanor, but c'mon man. Nothing else is working.

Look, I acknowledge that Mendoza hasn't even managed 60 games for the Mets yet, so advocating for his dismissal is over the top. But it's not inconceivable to suggest that there are awful matches between managers and teams, and that this may be one. 

As long as players see that having the highest payroll and the worst team in baseball is condoned at the upper levels, they are not incentivized to strive for improvement or adjust their approach. There's plenty of blame to go around this franchise, but fair or not, manager is usually the easiest -- and most convenient -- place to effect immediate change.