Apologies and excuses
Apologies, first, for failing to post during last night's game. In my attempt to provide this forum with as much superfluous nonsense as possible, I thought I'd spotted the perfect blog post subject last night: Tom Boswell's shoes. Boswell showed up to the ballpark yesterday wearing a pair of modish, tan boat shoes, casual and slim, perfect for pairing with, say, jeans and a sports jacket. He'd purchased the kicks, he told me, at some boutique store in South America.
But here's the thing about Boswell's shoes. They were adorned with baseball seams. I am not making this up. The guy wears his heart on his sneakers.
Anyway, I spent the first several innings at Camden Yards desperate to find a camera. Now you'd figure this a fairly easy task. Problem was, all working photographers were down on the field, and all Post representatives in the press box happened to have BlackBerries, which are unequipped with the camera device. I asked a few others seated around me if they could lend me a camera phone, but this led nowhere, and by the end, I was so crestfallen about the inability to provide pictorial evidence of Boswell's shoes that I lost all desire to post.
Here's the column Boz wrote while I obsessed about footwear.
Additional coverage from the non-GQ Post faction:
My game story, which focused on the travails of Milledge-Pena-Dukes.
And O's perspective from Paul Tenorio.
I didn't mention this in the gamer, but after the game, I asked Milledge about why he wanted to play centerfield, when he was probably more comfortable in either left or right. Interestingly, he rationalized his position in the field by talking about offense. "My game, what I bring to the table as an offensive player, that mold fits me. I can't be in left and right field hitting 10-12 home runs, that's not going to happen." An interesting debate. What do you think?
Before I sign off, I must leave you with a second apology. I won't be updating the Nats Journal again until Tuesday morning. This weekend, my best friend is getting married, and I'll be spending the next days flying to and from Portland, OR, freeloading at the open bar, and attempting to make a speech. Tough to leave the Nationals after just starting the beat, but this is a rare commitment, and I couldn't convince by buddy to host his wedding reception at Camden Yards.
For the .35 cent edition, you'll have Carig covering on Saturday and Sunday, Svrluga covering on Monday.
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