My dad and stepmom came to visit this weekend. They hadn’t come to visit for about eight years and it was great to have them here. My dad especially always thinks the city is going to be too hot, too cold, too crowded, too…something. Lately it’s been beautiful outside. 60’s. Upper 70’s. Spring. Baseball weather. Beautiful.
And then came Sunday. 90 degrees beating down on the NYC pavement…and of course, the one day in nearly the past decade that my dad chose to visit. Figures.
We had a great time regardless. He and my stepmom had never been to Central Park so we took a long walk. Beat the heat with some ice cream and waters bought at those carts you find in parks across the country. I only just recently decided to eat hot dogs sold from a cart. A baseball hot dog is a wonderful thing. Something about buying a hot dog from a baseball vendor or at a concession stand at a stadium just feels right. Buying a hot dog from a weird man with a dirty cart filled with old hot water…not quite the same appeal. However, they are $2 and sometimes, especially lately, a two dollar lunch is just what the checking account ordered.
There were kids all over the Alice in Wonderland statue. People driving remote controlled boats at the boat pond. A Greek parade pouring down Fifth Avenue. Lots of people out sunbathing and people walking their dogs everywhere. A great Summertime scene in 90 degree weather smack in the middle of Spring.
We went out to eat for every meal which something I really only do when company is in town visiting. My stepmom was talking about the Yankees/Red Sox games she caught over the weekend and how exciting they were. Great games sure, but on top of that, the Red Sox won. She’s one of those fans who have recently come back around to baseball. She’s in her early 60’s and after the 1994 strike, she had had enough. Too much focus on money and greed for her to respect the game she once loved. Enough years passed though and she’s come around again. Rooting for the Red Sox like she always has. Of course for a while there it was because she liked to go sit in the outfield and check out Dwight Evans booty. Now though, it’s simply for love the Sox and having something in common with her grandchildren who live in CT.
We had tickets to see ‘Chicago’ on Broadway Sunday night and she kidded about skipping it to watch the Sox/Yanks on Sunday night baseball. She decided she could hang in there though (of course) and enjoy the show based on the movie she’s loved since she saw it. I hadn’t seen the movie so I didn’t know what to expect. Let me tell you…this show (and I’m sure film) does not paint a very pretty picture of Chicago. Murders, crimes, lies, etc…I understand the city has a reputation for crooked politicians…but they sure didn’t try to shine a light on anything positive with regards to Chicago, that’s for sure. I mean come on, throw a baseball fan a bone and mention Wrigley or something, ya know? Of course with the way this show was going, if there had been a baseball reference, it surely would’ve been about the Black Sox scandal.
Anyway, the show was great. Not one of my favorites of all the shows I’ve seen in New York, but up there among one of the better performances…especially when it comes to less is more. They do a lot with hardly any set or stage frills and you’re entertained the whole time. Which really, is a lot like the Cubs now that I think about it. Wrigley Field. Barebones. Old school. No real frills. No cookie cutter park. Bare essentials. Few thrills or real ‘characters’ when it comes to our lineup. Just hardnosed baseball that entertains you the whole time you’re at the park or following the season. Pretty cool in that respect considering the show is called ‘Chicago’.
Some of the songs in the show remind me of some of the Cubs roster though. Just for fun (considering we’re a few games in back of the Cards right now…not exactly the April I had hoped for) here are some of the songs that made me think of Cubs players and the players that match up:
“I Can’t Do It Alone” – Carlos Zambrano. Ace of the staff. No-hitter last year. We know he’s going to bring it every time he takes the mound. But he is not going to be able to do this thing alone. Demp, Lilly, Harden and Marshall are all going to have to step their games up if we want to repeat in the Central again this year.
“My Own Best Friend” – Aramis Ramirez. Pretty much our only quality at third base. Without a true backup, he’s basically his own best friend on the hot corner. Aramis goes down and we’re pretty screwed at third. We need his glove and bat all season long. Injuries will come and go…let’s hope Ramirez isn’t effected too often in ’09.
“Mister Cellophane” – Micah Hoffpauir. This really applied stronger during Spring Training. Lately Micah has been getting his share of at bats and his talent is no longer see through to Lou. He’s giving him a chance to shine in the regular season like he did in Spring Training. Not ready to give up on Lee by any means, but like DeRosa was great to have as a quality anywhere kind of guy, Micah is the closest thing we have to that right now on the ballclub and it’s good to see he’s finally getting noticed.
“All I Care About” – Chicago Cubs fans. While the character that sings this in the show is rather sarcastic in singing that all he cares about is love…I think Cubs fans would be genuine. Sure we want the trophy after all these years…but there has to be a reason we come back year in and year out. For love the Cubs, we wouldn’t come back if it was all we really cared about. Championships are nice and a World Series title would be insane, but be honest, you’ll keep coming back regardless.
All in all it was a great weekend. Took my dachshund to the dachshund festival on Saturday and it was hilarious. Dad and stepmom came in on Sunday and we had a blast in the big city, can’t wait for them to come back again. The show was a great time and a real treat for them to take us. Chicago needs to do something to change that rep though, it really doesn’t come off all that great in the show. Maybe something big is needed to make people think about it differently…like I don’t know…a Cubs championship perhaps?
Couldn’t hurt. Go Cubs Go!
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