Can you even believe it? We’ve survived a tornado warning (my iPod told me about it but I still wasn’t prepared for the gross green sky I saw on BBTN later that night), evaded a sweep in Houston (thanks in part to the lucky Pants?), lived through a horrible family tragedy, and here we are, eleven in a row.
Here we are, making a bid for a .500 season. I don’t know where we started this streak as far as the standings go, but we’re 10.5 games back of a fiery Los Angeles team. I’m in LA right now and for the next two weeks and I’ve been cheering on the Padres and Rangers, much to the dismay of my Dodgertown family.
Here we are, 3.5 games back from the second-place Giants (happy birthday, Tim Lincecum!), and as such, 3.5 games back in the wild card, behind six other teams.
Here I am, in Los Angeles, without MLB.TV. I can Slingbox to my TV at home and watch the Astros, but I can’t do that to magically see my Rockies. If you follow me on Twitter, you might have seen the disaster that is my hair. The disaster came yesterday afternoon while I dyed my hair and listened to the Rox on MLB At-Bat. Apparently, a tied game results in blue scalp. But my hair is now blue-black in the front (resulting in comparisons to Collette from Ratatouille, which is fine by me). But MLB Network somehow aired two games a few days ago, and I got to watch the first game of the series.
I’m not sure where all this is going. It’s too early to say. But I’ll keep on cheering and wearing my “meet me at the Rockpile” shirt and listening to games, win or lose.
Let’s go, Rockies.
and can you even believe how cute Tulo looks in that picture? ohmigod
In other news…
I planned my whole entire summer around baseball. I scheduled my LA trip so that I’d be home for the Astros/Rox series, and also so that I’d be here when the Rox come to Anaheim in a few weeks. But for future reference, here’s what’s going on:
Sometime this week: Dodger Stadium to see the A’s. And I might wear my Matt Holliday shirt.
20 June: I’ll probably go to PETCO Park. It’s against the A’s again.
27-28 June: I’ll be in Phoenix for this weekend and I’ll be at Chase Field to see the Diamondbacks take on the Angels. Go Angels, I guess.
Somewhere in there, I’m hoping to go to Lancaster to see the JetHawks, one of the Astros’ farm teams, but I don’t know if that’ll be possible.
I also spent a week touring a few minor league teams in Texas. There are five, I think (Round Rock Express, Corpus Christi Hooks, San Antonio Missions, Midland RockHounds, Frisco RoughRiders) but I only saw the first three of that list. It was so much fun–JR Towles tossed me a ball in Round Rock, for example. The Missions game was probably the best because it was only about two hundred people, and the stadium was really cool and the people were super nice.
Finally, move-in day at college is the 21st of August. I’m going to arrive a few days early, and sometime that week I’ll make my first trip to Coors Field to actually see a game. If you recall, I took a tour of Coors last summer, but I’ve never seen my Rox in action there. So if you happen to attend one of the games that weekend and see a girl running around screaming, chances are, it’s me.
– Sorry it’s been three decades since I last posted. Twitter‘s so easy that I forget that I’ve got to blog too.
– The pink eye was gone for graduation. Speaking of which…
– I graduated. I got, among other things, an iPod Touch (which has a purple case), a pair of Bose QuietComfort 2 headphones, and Samsonite luggage. Best holiday ever.
– I just spent $3 on the Weather Channel Max app for my iPod. I love it. See? Pointless.
first image courtesy of UPI Photo
second image courtesy… me
Graduation is next Tuesday, so last night I decided to do something I’ve never done but really should have–driving all the way around the Loop.
For those of you who haven’t lived in the Space City, “the Loop” is the smaller of our two beltways–Interstate 610 is the innermost (it’s a loop of I-10, “the 10” for you Californians), the Sam Houston Tollway/Beltway 8 is the outermost. Both of them pass over the Houston Ship Channel, part of the Port of Houston, the second-largest port in the country (largest in terms of foreign tonnage). Anyway, this was my main motivation for this trip.
If you know anything about Houston aside from the fact that our baseball team is terrible (more on that later), it’s that we’re one of the biggest cities for the oil business. The city sits on a base of clays, silt, and sand deposited from rivers that eroded the Rocky Mountains–terrible for city-building, but great for oil deposits. The Port of Houston and the Ship Channel are lined with refineries. And guess what?
Every little refinery looks like a miniature city at night. The picture above is of a refinery on the Ship Channel as Ike rolled in, so it’s not quite the same, but similar. Each tower is lit up like a skyscraper. It’s so close but so small that it’s the same scale as a far-away skyline. It might be true that kids raised within a two-mile radius of the Port are twice as likely to develop leukemia, but you can’t deny that the Port’s got its upsides. Great economic benefits, and a really pretty picture (that I couldn’t take because I had no camera, stupid me) at night.
The rest of the trip was uneventful, except for a little part where the lanes got really narrow and I got really nervous. It was pretty empty out.
In other news…
I’m sure everyone’s already beaten the Manny horse to death, so I’ll leave him where he lies.
Um, the Astros suck. Hunter and Blum’s RallyHawks haven’t really done anything. Admittedly, they won last night, and Hunter scored the go-ahead run, but honestly? It’s looking like another season of fail courtesy of baseball’s stingiest owner, Drayton McLane. That’s our coping strategy–blame everything on the Grocer Man. Seriously, though, this team has some work to do. Lance Berkman is batting .184. Oh my God. What are we going to do? When Jeff Keppinger has the team’s highest average, you know you’ve got a problem.
I haven’t been to a game since April. I had tickets to last Thursday’s game against the Cubs but I had my US History AP on Friday, and I was sick as a dog running a 101.6 fever.
The Rockies aren’t doing too well either, but I’m glad to see Todd Helton batting a nice .337. Tulo’s kinda stinking it up with his .223, but at least the pitching has been on. Has it ever. Ubaldo Jimenez–I knew he was something special but wow, not even I saw this coming.
– I have been sick three times in as many weeks. Right now, my voice is pathetic and my ear hurts. My doctor moved to Bellaire and I don’t know if I want to find a new one because I’m leaving soon anyway.
– I have a Twitter. @starrphishe
– I’ve got one more academic activity between now and graduation: physics exam tomorrow. I suck at physics. It should be fun.
photo courtesy of Reuters