Even when you plan a family vacation to get some rest and relaxation (if that’s possible with a family of six) sport, and baseball in particular, still has a way of being omnipresent.
The Lady Rebel and I took the crew down to Disney last week. As we were walking through the various parks, everywhere I turned I had sports thrust before me. First we have the Florida weather. It felt like St. Louis on a 4th of July doubleheader when they still had Astroturf. Each day was 98 degrees, 105 heat index and humidity making you feel like you were walking through the ocean.
As people were making their way around the parks there was more allegiance to various sports teams than there was to the host mouse. Since Disney attracts people from across the globe, it wasn’t surprising to see a bunch of soccer jerseys walking around, especially in light of the recent World Cup. A handful of Miami Heat, Dwayne Wade jerseys made their appearance.
By far and away baseball was the leader in jersey/t-shirt/hat representation. Among the entries were the LA Dodgers, a few Yankees, obviously a bunch of Rays and a lot of Chicago Cubs. But the winner going away was the Boston Red Sox.
Perhaps the most dedicated fan though, belonged to the Dallas Cowboys with his Cowboy star tattooed to his upper right arm. Didn’t see any Prowling Bears or Dodger Dogs inked in any visible places.
Even being 1190 miles away from home didn’t allow me to get away from Pat and Ron and the Cubs. Given the massive underachievement of the Cubs, it wasn’t the worst thing in the world to leave Chicago and theoretically be out of touch with their antics. But the Cubs are still a National Team. Sunday night while surfing the channels, there they were on ESPN for the Sunday Game of the Week. Sure they lost 4-3, but it concluded a successful weekend series against the Cardinals and they went toe to toe with Chris Carpenter and didn’t blink.
Then WGN-Channel 9 brought us a game or two against the Astros. Even while I was driving around I stumbled across the Ft. Meyers affiliate for WGN-Radio so I continued to hear Pat and Ron do their schtick. But as the vacation was winding down, reality set back in. Friday evening we got back to the room after watching a cool laser/fireworks display at Epcot. After packing our bags for the early flight the next morning the family tucked in and I surfed for something to watch. There they were on the ‘GN superstation playing the Rockies. And then the 8th inning rolled around and after six runs scored, making the tally 11-2 Colorado, I decided “I’ve got to get up in four hours. I’m not watching this garbage.” The next day I found that the Rockies were only halfway through their barrage of 12 eighth inning runs.
Perfect way to end the magic of vacation and get back to the cold reality of everyday life
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