Still holding out for at least one more comment on my latest music trivia quiz before I publish the answers. Anybody?
My three regular readers know I thirst for the annual start of college baseball.
Even in the most clement of years, the arrival of live baseball pretty much signals the start of spring.
And this past winter has hardly been clement. I’ve waited an extra fortnight for the first local college ball: Two weeks’ worth of local games have been cancelled because the fields were in such poor shape. (Moravian College posted photos online of its players shoveling snow off the infield, trying in vain to get their field ready for play.)
I love college baseball because it’s so frill-free. Only within the past two or three years have the biggest colleges in my area started playing walk-up music for batters, for example.
The ceaseless, breathless promotions that drive me nuts at the local minor-league ballpark are nowhere to be found at Lehigh or Lafayette or Moravian or Muhlenberg. There’s just … baseball. People warming up in bullpens and turning double plays and dropping fly balls.
It’s a tonic for the soul.
And, as of today, it’s back.
I dragged the rest of my family to Lehigh University’s humble ball field this afternoon for the first game of a doubleheader against Mount St. Mary’s University.
The home team had apparently been saving some hits for the occasion: Lehigh put up five runs in the first and last innings, beating Mount St. Mary’s 14-1 in a seven-inning game.
(I don’t think it was a mercy-rule thing — I think the first game of college doubleheaders is usually seven innings. Though I think Lehigh wasn’t trying all that hard to put up any more runs after it got to 10 or 11.)
Of course I brought my camera. And of course I’m going to inflict some pix on you. Click to make ’em larger if you want.