This week: Patriotism
Bald Eagles. Yes, the stately bald eagles made their
appearance at Opening Days all around the country. We remember
their dwindling numbers in the 70s, sometimes dipping
as low as 100. Now, there's thousands, and their resurgance
is reason enough to stand tall. Why, you can even see these
birds in the wild nowadays, and not just clutching the arm of
an animal trainer as he sings the National Anthem. All hail
The moment of silence at 9:11 pm. If we heard correctly,
there will be a moment of silence for the victims of the September
11th terrorist attack at every night game, precisely at 9:11
pm. Creepy. What is the point? There is no connection to the
attacks regarding that time, morning or evening, save for the
numbers. So, using that logic, should we pause and reflect if
our hot dog and beer purchase comes to $9.11? Observe this event
when it's appropriateon September 11th. Anything else
is morbid, and, quite frankly, disturbing.
Lee Greenwood's "God Bless the USA" in the seventh
inning. In the Metrodome, we're being forced to endure Greenwood's
god-awful 'anthem', right after "Take Me Out to the Ballgame".
Written as a response to the protests of the Vietnam war, it's
"Love it or leave it" message is divisive, not unifying.
(Consider: "For I'm proud to be an American, where at least
I know I'm free". So good that "at least"
you're free). Not only that, but it's a lousy song. The seventh
inning stretch is supposed to be a fun timestick with
the baseball, please.