Humm baby

Giants game no. 27, Wednesday afternoon June 8, 2011 from LB135 R12 S11

I caught the ninth inning of today’s 3-1 Giants win over Washington Nationals and snapped this picture of Brian Wilson warming up, from Anne Jensen’s excellent seats right outside the left field foul pole. She worked at Terman Middle School when I was a student there and was a fixture at Palo Alto youth athletic events, usually in the ticket office, for many of the ensuing years. I ran into her on the train and we spent a good amount of time telling stories about famous Palo Alto youth athletic exploits spanning four decades and as many as three generations. Our Caltrain was delayed for two hours so we missed the first 8 innings of play.

Meanwhile, I also noted that Brian Wilson was described by Scott Ostler of the Chron as a harmonica player who joined coach Tim Flannery at a gig at the Irish Cultural Center. I would like to hear, as I alluded in a previous post, his version of “Help Me Rhonda.” (Meanwhile, for actual baseball fans who find themselves here, Matt Cain was the actual hero and got a complete game win, with 9 or 10 Ks. But I doubt I was the only person on this otherwise perfect –minus the Caltrain tragedy — the announcer said “there was a trespasser…struck by the train” — baseball day to enjoy watching Wilson merely warm up. Actually, Cain had 11 strikeouts).

I feel a little like Mark Twain in this passing reference to the day’s main event. Huck is late to see Aunt Sally because a steam ship engine explodes. She says “Good gracious, anybody hurt?” and young Huck replies “No’m. Killed a n—– .” I hope to not learn any more about what actually happened today in Burlingame but certainly my enjoyment of the day was tempered by thoughts about what some of my one million Bay Area brothers and sisters must be feeling.  I don’t recall if it was before or after the incident that in Anne and my conversation the recent Palo Alto suicides came up.  Overall we probably mentioned 100 names of whom a dozen or so are no longer among us, for instance, the man who founded Winter Lodge (although I didn’t refer to him by name) or the former Gunn and Cubberley teacher who also frequented in recent years Printers’ Ink. I also spoke to about 10 strangers, mostly baseball small talk, for what that’s worth.

It’s not a great picture but if you look carefully at it you can see more joy than pain, certainly, more order than chaos.

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Mark Weiss, founder of Plastic Alto blog, is a concert promoter and artist manager in Palo Alto, as Earthwise Productions, with background as journalist, advertising copywriter, book store returns desk, college radio producer, city council and commissions candidate, high school basketball player; he also sang in local choir, and fronts an Allen Ginsberg tribute Beat Hotel Rm 32
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2 Responses to Humm baby

  1. Mark Weiss says:

    I wrote this uni-draft poem to Eric Hanson as part of a business query; he who writes a poem that rhymes virtually every time the Indians play:

    if i wrote poetry it would be free verse:
    it’s only a game
    not life or death
    not trespass into
    or dragged towards
    only sunshine
    but sometimes
    like for tony c
    or ray chapman
    it is too real
    or who knows what happens?
    play ball!
    pick up the stitches turning on the curve ball
    galileo in prison for saying the earth is turning
    the cat dies
    the kids go to college, or learn to walk
    keeping score
    or just

    Cain had 11 ks.
    kkk kkk kkk k


    • Mark Weiss says:

      Eric Hanson recent baseball poem:
      Game 59 – Indians 1, Twins 0

      Our CC is no CC
      First quite clearly when you see
      His waist size against the other
      Obviously not his brother

      Salaries are nowhere near
      These things certainly are clear
      But last night our guy was stellar
      Plus we’re no more in the cellar

      Cy Young may be years away
      Still this was our CC’s day
      One run brought in from an error
      Neither team’s offense a terror

      Must keep with these winning days
      As we enter mid-year’s phase
      Lunchtime, we must feast on Twins
      What we need now is more wins.

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