Sorry I haven’t been posting. I have two main reasons for that.
My computer bit the dust in February. My brother’s friend has it right now but no guarantees on it being fixed any time soon. And since I’m slowly (like a snail) saving up for a Mac, I probably won’t have a lap top any time soon.
I haven’t been to any games this season, unless you include the one exhibition game. With my work schedule and the lack of mid-week day games, I won’t be going to as many games as before. I’d be lucky to get to more than a dozen.
Hopefully I’ll get to go to the Javvy Guerra signing on Saturday. We’ll see. I’ll try to post about that if I can.
Since I work week nights, I don’t get to go to any more weeknight Dodger games. Instead, I go on day games during the week and games on Saturdays. In less than twelve hours, I will be attending my first game of the year. One of the things I look forward to is seeing all my Dodger friends and the employees.
Sadly, while I was at work, I received a text from one of my season ticket holder friends bearing bad news. The very first Dodger usher who befriended me passed away this offseason.
Dodger games will never be the same again. Ernie was always one of the first ushers I’d see, since he worked in section 49 in the field level. He always had a big smile and a big hug for me. He’d greet me with a big, “LINDAAAAAA!”
The first time I met him, my friend Cat gave me her seat since she got a ticket in the baseline section. She told Ernie to take good care of me. He came down in between innings as all ushers do. During one of those trips, he brought me some napkins, saying he saw me eating my hot dog with all that ketchup on it.
Another fond memory is the night I got hit by a baseball before the game even started. One of the grounds crew guys (who I later befriended) threw a ball into the stands and I didn’t see it coming until it hit me in the mouth. I was making my way up the aisle and Ernie met me halfway. He saw what happened and was coming down to see if I was okay.
That’s Ernie. Big heart and a kind, caring person. He always checked on me to see if I was okay whenever I sat in his section.
He will be greatly missed.
Many of you who come to this blog probably check Vin Scully is My Homeboy… and if you’re like me … you check it several times a day… sometimes even several times an hour!
A few months ago, VSiMH announced they were expecting (well, his wife was expecting) and at first they were told they were going to have a little homegirl. Then they were told they were going to have a little homeboy.
He announced on Monday that their little homeboy has arrived!
Congratulations to VSiMH and Mrs. VSiMH. I actually do know their names but I will keep that to myself. If you know them, then you know who I’m talking about. I look forward to meeting the little homie. He looks adorable already!
Looks like I won’t be the only one blogging at crazy hours of the night anymore.
Now if you know me, I don’t do girly squeals. Haven’t done any of that business or the get my heart racing I’m gonna faint type reactions since after my first full season.
But I gotta say … I have been waiting all season to see Trent Oeltjen get called up. They’ve sent Jerry Sands and his two-homers back to Triple A where he’ll smash a ton of homers there. Hopefully Trent can perform better and win his way into the starting rotation.
I can’t wait to see Trent during the next homestand. You know I can’t have favorites (well, if you don’t I”ll have explain why) but I do have to admit… I love seeing Trent in Dodger blue.
Can’t wait till September when A.J. Ellis will rejoin the club. I don’t see Navarro or Barajas being sent down to Triple A. Looks like Travis Schlichting passed waivers when he was designated for assignment. He’s no longer on the 40 man roster but he’s on the roster for the Isotopes.
Here’s who we have left in Triple A who are on the 40 man roster. Pretty good guess we’ll see all these guys in September.
Pitchers: John Ely, Carlos Monasterios.
Catchers: A.J. Ellis
Infielders: Russ Mitchell, Ivan DeJesus Jr.
Outfielders: Jerry Sands, Trayvon Robinson, Jamie Hoffmann
I was sad when I heard that Jon Garland was going to go on the DL again. Just our luck. The guy doesn’t spend a second on the DL during his entire ML career till his second stint with the Dodgers and this is is second trip to the DL. It was expected that they were going to activate Vicente Padilla, who was also in his second stint on the DL… but as you saw that didn’t happen. Who else could they call up? They already called up Rubby De La Rosa, Javy Guerra, and pretty much anyone else left in the minors.
So, they called up my John Ely again for the second time this season. And it looks like for the second time this season, his stint in the Majors may only last a few days. It depends on if Blake Hawksworth is ready to be activated off the DL. Who wants to guess how many times Ely (since we have too many John/Jon/Juan on the team) will bounce back and forth between AAA and the Majors. Looking at his ERA… he maybe be like Lance Cormier and be sparsely used during his time in the Majors. He pitched 3 innings in Sunday’s marathon-length 9 inning game against the Reds. I couldn’t believe it when I saw the length of the game. It nearly lasted four hours! I had to double check to make sure there wasn’t any kind of time delay. Wow. Nearly four hours.
I’m crossing my fingers that Ely will be with the team during the next homestand since I didn’t get to see him during his first stint. I’m also crossing my fingers that he’ll pitch better. But, if Blake’s ready to come back… I’ll take whoever can perform better!
After a very long day, one full of many downs, I have many ups that I am thankful for. Like one of my favorite songs (I have too many to choose just one) says: Count your many blessings, name them one by one. Count your blessings, see what God has done. Where does one begin?
1) This being Memorial Day weekend, let’s just start with that. The amazing opportunity to be living here in the States, being raised here, having privileges that I take for granted every day that my parents did not have when they lived in Cambodia. Carpooling with my dad last week opened my eyes to his past, a past he has never shared with me before. Maybe he feels now that I’m older that I can handle his past. I don’t know.
2) The freedom we have here that other countries do not allow their citizens to have. Even when it seems our freedom is slipping away, little by little… I am thankful for the freedoms we do have. Since this is my baseball blog, I will say that I am thankful that we can be free to root for whatever team we want to. It makes me think of the speeches Jeremy Affeldt and Jamey Carroll made before the first Giants/Dodger game after the Opening Series. Like Jamey said, “There is no room in this game for hatred and violence.”
3) The amazing friends who have opened their hearts and welcomed me into their arms, their circles, and made me feel like I’m part of their families. And I’m not just talking about my baseball friends, but overall. I’m humbled and touched by the awesome friends I have made over the last five years, ever since I attended my first Dodger game. There are no words to describe my gratitude and my affection. Without them, I doubt my love for the Dodgers would have blossomed into what it is now.
4) The incredible opportunities God has given me over the last two years. When I found out two years ago that I was going to lose my job, I didn’t know what I was going to do. Through His guidance, I went back to PCC to try to finish my courses for the library technology program. I signed up for one class thinking it was one thing, and completely surprised by what it turned out to be. That was a blessing in disguise, as that laid the foundation to where I am now. At the time, I couldn’t see where God was leading me. I just had to trust Him and let Him lead. “Trust in the Lord with all thine Heart, and lean not to thine own understanding. In all thy ways acknowledge Him, and He shall direct thy paths.” Proverbs 3:5-6 (I’m quoting it from memory, so please forgive me if I got that wrong). Or as I am reminded by the scripture on Lance Cormier’s glove, “For I the Lord thy God will hold thy right hand, saying unto thee: fear not, I will help thee” (Isaiah 41:13). I am amazed as I look past and see how God has directed and provided and led.
5) Similar to the one above. I am thankful that I have a roof over my head, food on the table, a car to drive, and a job to go to every day. Enough said. I think.
6) I am extremely thankful for every game that I am privileged to go to. Even before, when friends would call me, e-mail me, text me, saying they have an extra ticket. I was always grateful for the opportunity to go when I otherwise could not go. Again, there are no words to express my gratitude. I wish I could repay them back for their kindness and generosity. Maybe one day. And I hope to one day pay it forward to someone who is in a position like I was.
7) I am thankful for every kind action, every kind word. You never know what a person is going through and what can brighten their day. Sometimes I look back and think, did I do enough? Did I say please and thank you and express my gratitude? And sometimes, all I can do is try to pay it forward. A kind smile. A kind word. A random act of kindness. Sometimes I wish I could do more. Sometimes I wonder if I did enough.
8) Like the first point was, I am thankful for all the men and women who put their lives on the line for our freedoms and liberties. The ones in uniform. The ones who aren’t. The ones who face situations we can never imagine. The ones who make the ultimate sacrifice. The ones who make sacrifices every day of every sort of variety.
9) I am thankful for the opportunities to have met so many Dodger players in the last five years. Well, technically four I guess since I didn’t start going to autograph signings until 2007. This is my fifth full season as a Dodger fan. There are a few players I have met several times and I’ve always wondered if they remember me or recognize me. I’ve always thought, they see so many fans and sign so many autographs … why would they remember me? As you can well remember from the Beach Caravan… some do.
10) I am thankful for every day. Even when some mornings I don’t want to get out of bed and face the day. There were times when I just wanted to bury myself under the covers and never come out. There were times where I wonder what was there to look forward to. Now I am just thankful for every moment and every day. And I am thankful for the people I have in my life. It’s hard sometimes at the stadium to stop and talk to everyone I want to talk to. It doesn’t always happen that I get to talk to everyone and say hi. And now that the games I attend are few and far in between, I look forward to each one even more. And I look forward to seeing familiar friends and meeting new ones.
Even when every thing is going wrong and nothing seems to be going right… I just have to remember this…
GOD IS GOOD, ALL THE TIME.
AND ALL THE TIME, GOD IS GOOD.
Today was the Dioner Navarro signing. I’ve known about for awhile. Yet, I forgot to place an order to print out the photo of me and Navarro. I didn’t know there was a Rite Aid right next to the signing (and I don’t have a Rite Aid photo account). I found two WalGreens so I placed my order that way.
I got home from work around 1 AM and went straight to bed after I got my bags together for the autograph signing and for the game. Unfortunately, for some reason I had a difficult time falling asleep. Even when I did fall asleep, I didn’t sleep well at all. When my alarm went off at 5, I said, forget it. I’m not getting up yet. An hour later, after I couldn’t fall back asleep, I finally got up and headed out.
Last night, before I left work I sent in a photo order to Walgreens. I completely forgot to do it till the last minute. I had two options. I could send it to the one closer to the signing and pick it up around 8:30, or send it to the one that was out of my way and it would be ready by the time I left. It said it would be done at 2:39 AM. I figured it would be easier to pick it up on the way instead of going to the signing, putting my chair in my spot, wait for a friend to arrive so I could leave and go pick it up, and come back. So I sent it to the one that was further away and said it would be done at 2:39 AM. It was at a 24 hr Walgreens. My friend Edward has done a late order at a 24 hr Walgreens and picked it up like at 1 or 2 AM. So I figured, alright, it should be done by 2:39 AM so I can pick it up on my way, right?
It’s early when I get there, around 6:30ish. There’s a security guard and one cashier. I walk around trying to see if there’s another employee. There was a long line so I didn’t want to get in line just to ask for assistance, but I didn’t want to interrupt him while he was ringing up. After walking around and the line getting shorter, I finally got in line. He called in someone to help me. The guy comes out, asks me for my name. I told him Eav. He goes, is that the first name? I told him, no that was my last name, first name Linda. I know they organize the photos by last name so I always give them my last name first. He looks for the photo in the regular orders when I had told him it was an 8×10. He didn’t find it. I tell him again, it’s an 8×10. He didn’t find it, asks me when did I place my order. I told him. He goes, “Oh. It’s not going to be ready. We don’t have a night person for that.” I’m like. Are you kidding me? Then why offer the photo at night and tell me it’s ready at 2:39 AM if there’s no one to process it a 2 AM??? I’ve ordered photos online before and when I select my pick up location, it’ll tell me if the location has it available or not. I guess I can relate to my customers now when they see their expected due date and their order isn’t ready yet. It’s not quite the same but it is.
After a week of dealing with customers, nice and rude and “special” ones, plus I hadn’t eaten yet (and haven’t really been eating well the last few days anyway) and I didn’t really get any sleep … I was CRANKY after that. I was more emotional than I usually am. Normally I wouldn’t get upset by something like this. And actually, most times when I go, they’ll offer to print it up right then and ask if I wouldn’t mind waiting a few minutes. He didn’t say any of that. Just, “Oh, it’s not going to be ready.” I told him straight out. “Just cancel it then. I’m not coming back for it. I came out of my way to pick it up here because it said it would be ready at 2:39 AM.” And yes, I realize the irony of that statement. I was gonna purchase something else but since I wasn’t getting my photos, I put my purchase back.
On my way out, the cashier who called the other guy asked me, “Did you get what you needed?” I told him, “No, it wasn’t ready.” And kept walking out. I was ready to cry. I was that emotionally unstable this morning. Even I was surprised how impatient and cranky I was. I was still cranky when I went to McDonalds and ordered the hot cakes and sausage, oatmeal, and medium iced caramel mocha. The guy gave me half of my order and it took me THREE tries to get his attention to get me the rest of my order. He was going to give me someone else’s order but it was missing the sausage. Guess what? I took one bite of the sausage and it fell off my fork and onto the ground. Just great. That’s my favorite part of the meal. And the oatmeal was too thick! I know. A lot of rants. Forgive me. I’m just in a bad mood this morning and needed to rant. I’ll be better tonight at the game. I promise. Just need another stop at Starbucks before I go and get myself a treat.
Oh yeah. Want to add insult to injury? I got home and noticed a nice lovely crack going across my windshield. Anyone want to rub salt in my wound while the day is still young?
I started out this entry about the signing and realized my rant got too long. Again, sorry about my rant. Just needed to blow some steam.
Sigh. I just got to repeat this to myself: God is good, all the time. And all the time, God is good.