Happy Halloween

It’s a chilly morning here in Northern California, Boxer and Brown are ahead in the polls indicating to me that there are more sensible people in this state than not. They understand that democrats are needed to clean up the messes left by republicans. Then the cycle begins again. It’s just the way of politics. This year, of course, there are new voices who want change, lower taxes, smaller government, less regulations and more adherence to the constitution. Of course more practical Americans wonder where these voices were during the Bush years. Garry Wills thinks it was the election of a black president which turned out the Tea Party. Of course they will hide this fact with in-your-face flag waving distracting us from the real dicey undercurrent of racism and selfishness. It is comforting that real thinking Americans are catching on.

Speaking of catching on…on the way home from dropping Sarah off at Oakland airport so she could fly home to Portland, we got off the bridge to drive by ATT Park to absorb some of the excitement ahead of Game 1 of the World Series. This is our year, by the way, just in case you are desperate to know. We arrived around 7 pm and there were people already lined up for the SRO spaces. The secret is that there are no real hang-your-hat on people who will win it. It will be everyone on the team who will contribute, new heroes every game until the elusive trophy makes it to San Francisco. I went to the 7th game of the series back in 1962 when I was a high school senior. I cut school and sat in the bleachers at Candlestick Park. Bottom of the 9th with 2 outs and Willie McCovey at the plate. Smack. And we all rose to our feet because the ball looked like it was going over Bobby Richardson’s head, but noooooo it began to curve downwards and Richardson caught it with out jumping. We all stood there for a second in cheering mode then all sat down and sat in silence. The game and the dream of a championship was over. That is the way of the game, one of those pure sports that keeps us honest. It ain’t over ’til it’s over.

This one of these rare times I ask you to watch Fox, Fox Sports that is…

and so it goes…