Our temps are finally going up a bit and the snow is melting. Slowly, which is a good thing for people in flood prone areas. We had a dusting of snow over night but the sun is out now and although I saw some Robins over the weekend in my sister's backyard, it was from a distance so I'm still waiting to see some closeup. One of these days, I'll look out in my yard and I'll see one or maybe a ton of them!
And with the temps rising, my thoughts also turn towards baseball. It's the only sport I like. Cubs baseball. Yes, poor me, I'm a Cubs fan! LOL!!! My dad told me they used to be called, "The Loveable Losers". I've referred to them as morons from time to time but still, I'm a die hard fan. Ha, ha, ha!
I always get the baseball itch starting in March and to satisfy my need to be done with Winter, I start watching my favorite baseball movies about this time of year. It holds me over until I can watch or listen to the pre-season games.
This morning, I pulled out The Natural with Robert Redford:
When I got to the end of booklet, there was a quote by Roger Towne, who was the story editor at Columbia Pictures at the time the movie was made. Something told me to post it here. Perhaps it has meaning for me and perhaps it will have some meaning for you too:
Roger Towne: "Even the most gifted and most natural people are hurt by the capriciousness of fate. Yet they are often given a second chance to make up for the past. This is what THE NATURAL is all about."
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You feel about the Cubs like I do about the Jays. Lovable, but not always the most winning of the group. Never mind, I'm a Jays fan anyway and can't wait til the season starts. Today it has snowed heavily all day...and blowed...and just generally been totally miserable. Gotta love our Canadian winter!!
Beautiful! I have always loved that ciggies print! You can almost hear the sound of the shell. The story of your Dad reminded me of my grandma. She could recite all the basebal players in the Orioles and what position they played for all her growing up years in Baltimore. Her and her Dad went to all the games. The week before she died in her 90's, I asked her to name them again for me. She couldn't remember a lot of things but still remembered that! Thanks for bring back those sweet memories Pam!
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