Big headlines these past few days: the aces have back stiffness and beat writers take bad iPhone photos. Which is to say, this Spring Training has been pretty eventful so far. In bad ways (the former) and good ways (the latter).
At first, I felt pretty much the same way about Lincecum’s back stiffness as I did about Vogelsong’s: absolutely panicked. But then I read Bruce Bochy said that this is really totally normal for Spring Training and nothing to be alarmed about and I had a big old epiphany and realized there was no need to start pulling my hair out. Besides, if I start now, I’ll have none left for Opening Day, let alone the stretch run. I have 18 inches of hair, but even 18 inches can be taken down with a whole lot of pulling.
As for the beat writers, the controversy is honestly a wee bit baffling to me. I don’t want to link to the site directly because as a blogger, I know how I relish page hits but you can check out another article about how whole thing here. Mostly, the TwitPics are bad. I get that. We all get that. But I also don’t get the level of outrage it’s stirring up within the legions of fans. Why do we need fab photos of Brian Wilson’s first bullpen sessions? Can’t our imaginations do just as good a job?
Okay, maybe not. But then if we do get a photo and it’s terrible and blurry, “grin and bear it” comes to mind. Anyone who uses a digital camera vs. a phone camera knows the hassle associated with getting a photo from a digital camera onto Twitter. Reality, is Twitter is built for mobile devices.
Aside from the quality, people are also getting up and arms about the subject matter. Apparently people get sick of feel-good-nice-little-moments photos fast. To which I have to say, shall we comb through your Twitter feed and find the time you live-tweeted Game of Thrones? Or the time you tweeted photos of your breakfast every day for three weeks? Or the time you retweeted the infamous pigeon twitter account saying “coo coo coo”? Not judging here, you’re allowed to admit your weakness for George R.R. Martin and I will not comment despite my loathing of him. My point is just that we’ve all done something along those lines. If a beat writer is overzealous and nostalgic about Spring Training, “grin and bear it” comes to mind once more.
Just goes to show that if Timmy talked more about his In-N-Out we would all have less time on our hands to get preoccupied about things like this and the (baseball) world would be a much better place. You listening, Freak/Franchise/Guy With Long Hair Who May Soon Have Short Hair?
Last but not least, I feel I should share my vote on the MLB Fan Cave so you all can go vote accordingly, of course. I’m going to have to disappoint though and so my vote goes to (drum roll, please): no one. I really did try to put aside that I think the Cave ranks up there with Tom Cruise on Oprah as one of the worst publicity stunts of all time and go look for someone to vote for today, but I came up short. Why? My mellowing out plan went sour when some overwhelming percentage of the 50 finalists said, “I am someone that.” At which point my grammar Nazi alarm bells went off in my head because people are not “that”s they are “who”s! What are they teaching kids in schools… ten years ago when these hipsters were in them?
I ask you.