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Today's the day I stop worrying about turning 40. Because it's done, and there's nothing I can do about it, except remind myself to be grateful that I've gotten this far.
Over the past week, there has been terrible news. An acquaintance has been killed, a baseball player died, friends and family both received very concerning health news. Everything I need to put my life in perspective is here. I have been given great gifts. I just wish I felt better about how I was using them.
My misgivings about turning 40 have been considerable, but not rising from a general discomfort with growing old - though, I have to say, that number 40 seems as huge today as 30 once did (knowing full well that in 10 years time, both will seem impossibly young). It's been this feeling that I've been moving backward as much as I've been moving forward.
That is really a stupid thought, given all that has happened in the past decade. Ten years ago, I was single and barely employed. Today, I am 7 1/2 years into marriage, with two children and - Breaking News - a third one on the way, a second little boy, coming right around the time the Dodgers will make their Coliseum appearance in March. (Talk about your Moon Shots!)
My career, after a pretty major detour, has also been on an upswing since last year - and that's a relief. And Dodger Thoughts has been an unexpectedly rewarding pleasure.
But during the past 10 years, I abandoned the career that I really wanted, and to this day I regret the decision. A few somewhat out-of-touch acquaintances of mine this month have asked me if I were on strike (with the Writers Guild of America), and I found myself feeling sad to say that I wasn't.
I wish I were screenwriting. In fact, I have an idea burning a hole in the pocket of my brain right now, but I have no time to work on it. Screenwriting, for me, is not like blogging. In the time that it takes me to get out what would qualify as a medium-to-long post on Dodger Thoughts, I'd just be getting warmed up to work on a script. That first hour of screenwriting was more like calisthenics than anything else. My life, these days, simply isn't conducive to writing fiction.
But it's not just the notion of a dream deferred or denied that has had me down. It's that with the passing of that dream has come the passing of any chance of being worry-free when it comes to income. The fact is, short of actually being a working Hollywood writer, my job at Variety is about as happy a situation as I could have found. But it's journalist pay. Nothing much there.
I can't think of much that is more distasteful than complaining about money, and the fact is, I make more than plenty of people. So my point isn't to cry poverty. It's just to articulate this reality that my income isn't keeping up with how much I'm spending on day-to-day life, even though I'm trying to keep those expenses to a minimum. This year, in fact, I will have made more money than I ever had before, and yet I'm still not earning what I need to. I've gone from fiscally responsible to irresponsible, with each passing year getting harder, regardless of what I should be earning or spending. That's why I feel like I'm moving backward. I spend a great deal of time worrying. I find myself talking about it with other people even though it's the last thing I want to talk about, because it's so inexorably a part of what's going on with me in my head. Money matters more to me than I could have ever dreamed possible 10 years ago - it's poisoning my life. But moving to a cabin in Montana isn't an option.
Ten years ago, I had sincere fears of hitting 40 lonely, not in financial decline. If it's not one thing, it's another. I don't feel sorry for myself. I feel fortunate. I love this family of mine. But I'm just sharing with you that, in all honesty, when I see those bills, I have to remind myself to feel good about myself. It's embarrassing, really.
Another place where I'm suffering is with my friends. In the past month, by coincidence, my best friend from college and my best friend from high school came into town for the first time since my wedding, and I had the chance to catch up with them for a couple hours apiece. Each time, with no effort, we fell into that incredible groove of conversation that best friends have. And then they were gone, eventually heading back to Michigan and Colorado. I still have my best best friend sleeping in the same bed with me, and my parents 10 minutes away (and don't think I underestimate that). But aside from them, I just don't really have anybody that tight. All my closest friends live elsewhere, and we're horrible at keeping in touch. It's just not right.
Perhaps most importantly - and this should be clear by the melancholy tone of this piece - I'm not entirely happy with the person I am, about how I can be angry and selfish and self-defeating. It's not that I don't have my good qualities, but I don't really feel like I'm evolving. I'm meeting some of the greater challenges of my life, but I'm not keeping pace. As my world becomes centered around getting my work done, and making sure I give my kids what they need instead of screwing them up, and trying to juggle my pregnant wife's prayer to get 15 more minutes of sleep in against my desire to have 15 minutes to myself, I feel more like I'm devolving, unless the fact that my life belongs more to others is the real evolution. I often tell people that now, the days take longer but the years fly by. It's the strangest thing.
If I could give myself completely to my family, or take myself completely away, I'd be happy. But I find myself want to straddle the two, which are contradictory. Me Time vs. Them Time. Why can't Them Time be Me Time 100 percent instead of less?
People can minimize it all they want, but these round-numbered birthdays are times that I take stock, and looking at myself, I see a complicated picture. I see things to celebrate, even to take pride in. But I don't always take pride in myself. Just trying to survive each day and punch out a few good moments without screwing up doesn't seem like much to crow about.
I'd like to say I love my life, but love implies accepting the good and the bad, let alone the simply irritating, and I struggle. My family can be a trial at times, but it gives me a kind of joy you simply can't otherwise imagine, and I can honestly say that my favorite moment of any day are the moments that I walk my little girl to kindergarten, or hugging the kids good night. But I keep wanting perfection. I'm 40 years old and still a spoiled brat.
(I debated whether to share this all with you, but I decided that who better to know how spoiled I am than the readers of Dodger Thoughts.)
Anyway, when I went to bed Sunday, I turned out the light, looked at my clock glowing with its LCD display, prepared to tick off the last 45 minutes of my 30s, and said to myself, "Screw it. I'm just going to be a young 40." It's going to take some effort, but it's pretty much the only way to go.
And on that note ... go Dodgers!
In the book, we learn that many of Lasorda's players from his minor league days are still close to him, especially Bobby Valentine and Bill Buckner. But we also learn that the Dodgers of today just don't want to spend time listening to Lasorda spin his yarns over and over again. Plaschke seems to think this is a failing of modern players, although from the book you get the impression that Lasorda is not the sort of person you want to get seated next to on an airplane that's stuck on a taxiway for six hours because of bad weather. Lasorda's stories can go on indefinitely. And some of them have kernels of truth, but many seem embroidered out of whole cloth.
Plaschke doesn't press Lasorda too much on his three most prominent managerial failures: the 1980 tiebreaker playoff loss to Houston, the loss to the Giants on the last day of the 1982 season that gave the Braves the division, and the decision to have Tom Niedenfuer pitch to Jack Clark in the ninth inning of Game 6 of the 1985 NLCS. Lasorda just says he made a bad decision and moves on. Interestingly, Lasorda thinks that he should have given Valenzuela the start in the 1980 playoff and both he and Plaschke (and the editors of the book) failed to note that Valenzuela had pitched the day before (for two innings) and he was unlikely to last long in the game on zero days rest.
Lasorda's two World Series wins, 1981 and 1988, are given big play by Plaschke and both of them, predictably, give a lot of credit to Lasorda for motivating the Dodgers to win. In Plaschke's view, the Dodgers beat the Mets and A's in 1988 by the sheer power of Lasorda's personality.
After Lasorda stepped down as manager in 1996 after suffering a heart attack (Lasorda claims he quit solely because his wife insisted he do so), the book starts to jump off the rails ...
While I could find examples of players with lousy plate discipline struggling after success at an early age, (Ellis Valentine, Rich Coggins, Alex Johnson, Dave Roberts) I also found examples of players who struggled that had good or even excellent plate discipline (Curt Blefary, Ben Grieve, Bernie Carbo).
I counted about 13 players who I would consider flame outs. Players who had excellent success at an early age but for whatever reason were unable to put together a solid career.
I counted about 18 players who I considered to have "good" careers. These players had a total (WARP3 greater then 40 and less then 80) and whose EQA was below 300.
I counted about 21 players who I considered to have "great" careers but fell short of the HOF. Some of them might even belong in the HOF. These players either played a position such as catcher(Freehan, Porter, Torre, Simmons) and had excellent EQA's and WARP3's or were position players who had EQA's above .295 and WARP3 totals above 80.
I counted 18 HOF players.
I counted 6 active players who I expect to make the HOF very easily.
Second, from the vantage point of someone who just turned 57, 40 ain't so bad. From the vantage point of someone who hadn't married by that age, still hasn't (and probably won't), you've done better than I. ;)
I understand the Me Time vs. Other People's Time all too well, even though it's just my mother I need to care for.
It took some courage to lay all that out here in public, so you're to be commended for that. I won't tell you to write screenplays in your spare time, 'cause you ain't got any. Maybe by the time you reach my age you will (just think, the new baby will be 17 at that point!).
Just know that you're not alone in that boat. Well maybe you are, but there's whole bunch of us out here in other little boats that are pretty much the same.
But your view of life is not that different than a lot of my friends as they reach these ages (don't know if that comforts you or not) and soon your discussions are filled with the health of your parents or whether a child should attend a cattilion (sp.) program.
With that, the ongoings of a professional sports team seems so unimportant but again perhaps that is a false statement because in the best of cases, a team like the Dodgers creates communities that can share the highs and lows that everyone can live together and for a moment escape the day to day realities of our lives.
In short, Happy 39+1 to you Jon, have a wonderful birthday and best to you and your family.
Ho'okahi ka 'ilau like ana.
Congrats on #3 and 25+15.
Hugh Duffy back in 1866 and Lefty Gomez in 1908.
Notable former Dodgers born this day include: Jeff Torborg, Jorge Orta, and Jay Howell.
Can relate to the bit about friends, too - many of my good friends have moved away and I barely ever see them, others still have drifted away even from contact, and I don't have enough good close friends here. People are so transient these days... Anyway, just a reminder to value and cherish those few close friends were blessed to have.
No kids here, just two cats, but maybe some day... After I sell that screenplay ;-)
Go Dodgers!
I turn 30 in March, last March that was troubling, but not so much now. I'm convinced that my 30s will be a greater adventure than my 20s, if only a different kind.
Happy Four-Oh.
And congrats on the 3rd addition-to-be.
So if you are up in Valencia, stop by and say hello.
Thanks for sharing...
vr, Xei
As 5 said, we may all be in boats, but there sure are a lot of us out here.
Congratulations to you and your wife.
It appears you have a wonderful life. I hope you are happy, generally speaking. The desire and impending feeling of need for more money is prominent in today's world. You are a talented writer and I sense good things will come as you venture into your 40's.
There are just not enough hours in the day it seems. I understand time is not always on our side, I just hope that DodgerThoughts is something you plan to keep running for a very long time. Without it I would feel lost, as I imagine many others would too.
Keep up the great material.
PS:
Open the t-shirt store back up.
Thanks for all the thoughts.
What a piece. You articulated so much of what I think many of us feel about ourselves.
I wish I had time right now to write more, but I just wanted to say, you have a lot more friends than you think you do. We're not "close" like your HS and college friends, but we are grateful to be your guests and have got your back.
Congratulations to the Mrs. and yourself, happy birthday, and don't give up those big money writing dreams just yet. Maybe you aren't a screenwriter, but you'd be a hell of a memoirist.
That line was the one that resonated the most with this soon-to-be 40-year-old self-disappointer. Thanks for sharing your thoughts, Jon. The two quotes that come to my mind when pondering impending 40 from the inside of moments of angsty self-disappointment are "life is suffering" from the buddha and, from the inscription on Charles Bukowski's gravestone, "Don't Try."
I'm Mother of njr. I went with him to last year's Dodger Thoughts extravaganza, but had to leave for a memorial service right after McCourt and missed the game. I've been reading and enjoying everyone's comments for over two years now, and feel like DT has on occasion saved my sanity.
I'm still way too inexperienced to post about statistics and such. But getting older and realizing dreams I can talk about, because I- who always wanted to write, but was too busy having and raising babies, and maybe also too scared to do so for decades - got to become a wga member three years ago, at 52. So anything's possible.
Anyway, I just wanted to say happy birthday, congrats on baby # 3, keep dreaming those dreams, and thank you for this site.
Okay. Here goes.
The cliche "you are only as old as you feel" is really true! If you let yourself believe that. As a father of 1 who turns 48 later this year (my son is 14), I still feel like I'm in my 30's.
In reading your piece, I thought of 2 scenes from 2 different movies that have always stuck with me.
One is a scene from Parenthood where Steve Martin describing his feelings to his dad (Jason Robards) trying to come to grips with all the things going on in his life, and Robards replying with a gentle slap to the face, "you worry too much! You always did!"
The other is Michael Keaton in the movie Jack Frost (okay my kid was young at the time), looking down on his sleeping child saying, "all this time I have been trying to make my mark in the world. You are my mark on the world!"
Jon, you have been blessed to have 3 of those marks! Cherish them! They will keep you young!
Wow, our first parent/child commenting duo!
Welcome to DT!
P.S. If anyone knows of some famous Dodgers born on November 30, I'd love to know.
So, once again, thanks and keep up the good work.
Ethier/Kemp/Jose Guillen
Jose's ob% was .353 and slug% was .460 last year. im not a stat master but i think thats pretty good, correct me if im wrong.
The latter is notable because he has a really cool name.
But there was a Dodger known for his involvement with the signing of Jackie Robinson who was born that day.
You'll find him on that link.
I'm a few years behind you, but with one extra kid (had our fourth a few months ago).
Turning 30, changing job situation and having our fourth really pushed me to a similar self evaluation process. Some good (family) some bad (won't go into) and some just so-so (work). But what I realized is that for some reason my whole life I assumed I'd do something important. Something meaningful with an impact. And I know I've done that with my family (heck, just out of numbers, I've done that).
But with my career, I'm realizing that my opportunity to do something important, impactful, etc. gets smaller as I get older. And with no change in direction in place, I don't see that changing. So I am in the process of deciding whether to just change course and try and fix that. Or, accept the great things I have (family, etc.) and go the course I am now, knowing that deep down I'll likely not fulfill that childhood aspiration.
In the end, I'm know that the success of my family will far outshadow whatever I end up doing or not doing in my career. So maybe that's enough solace... though it doesn't feel like it right now.
Anyhow, all stuff what you said, just less articulate. Thanks for the post.
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This soon to be 42-year old is marginally quicker than the slightly older commenter.
Does it dry up
like a raisin in the sun?
Or fester like a sore --
And then run?
Does it stink like rotten meat?
Or crust and sugar over --
like a syrupy sweet?
Maybe it just sags
like a heavy load.
Or does it explode?
(Happy birthday. Congratulations on #3. Thank you for DT. And don't give up that dream.)
A old high-school friend of mine came to visit this weekend with his wife and son. We once were very close, but I hadn't seen him in years. It was great to re-connect and discuss what's happened to each of us in the past few years (he's now a professor at UW Milwaukee), but just like that our dinner was over and they had to leave. I'll probably see him again five years from now, when we have a bit more grey hair, but I was very sad watching him back out of the driveway.
Many congratulations on the third child on the way, and despite all of the shades of grey, happy 40th. Enjoy it with the ones you love - that's what matters most.
Thanks to all of you for your warm wishes and meaningful insights. I already feel greatly rewarded for posting something I feared might just be a downer.
Ratt, I do consider you all good friends. These are different kinds of friendships than the ones referenced in my post, but they are invaluable. The moral continues to be, I just want everything.
Mainly, I feel I just need to be a better person. I'm a better blogger than I am a person - and I can't always blog well, either.
But I understand that there are other boats like mine, and your collective miseries are received with gratitude. :)
Special good wishes to Walbers for a comment he left on Toaster recently.
And congratulations to the Weisman clan for adding another member.
I am in my early 20's and I already have to deal with seeing friends move away and dealing with how I can try to do what I want to do for a living. But without hardships the good times would never feel so good.
I'd like to say something with some breadth but after 3 hours of futile writing I can only say congratulations on the 3rd Weisman and on facing 40 with the same trepidations we've all had to face. If I learned anything from my 49 odd years, worrying serves little purpose and gets in the way of positive thoughts. On the other hand, if I'd worried more, maybe I'd have made better decisions. So maybe it does serve a purpose. This whole worrying thing makes me worried that I understand nothing after 49 years.
Wow! I remember that poem. I read that in high school. Who wrote it?
I have many regrets over what I have failed to accomplish in my 61 years, but when our family gathered together last Thursday and I looked at my son and two daughters, I suddenly felt much better.
I'm an off and on commenter here but a daily reader and I thank you for this wonderful community. Between DT and your offspring, you already have a huge amount to be proud of.
I hope to reread this post when I turn 40 (not so long from now) to stimulate some more introspection. I think it is useful to do, so long as you don't get too down on yourself to turn it into something that helps you move forward in life...
I have alighted at a nice spot - on a bench in the shade, in the middle of a trail.
"50 is the new 40! 70 is the new 50! Dead is the new 90!"
Too funny!
The Tree People would be proud.
I was getting worried that your last paragraph would be a eulogy for Dodger Thoughts. Thanks again for giving so much of yourself to the site. I can only hope by the big 4-0 I've accomplished something like this.
(Clever that you made post #39 btw.)
Oh, and you need a dog to go with you on the trails.
My best friend from high school and also the only one that I keep in regular contact with is a 6-year veteran of the Navy SEALs, he has a mathematics degree from the Naval Academy, and he has accomplishments/honors too numerous to count.
When we compare ourselves to this point, we couldn't be more different. I have settled into the Dad role in my late twenties while he has doggedly accomplished all his goals he set for himself in high school. In a way, we are both jealous of the other: me of his accomplishment/cache that the Trident brings and him of the stability that I have with my family and our little munchkin that runs around the house.
I always find it somehow ironic that he could be jealous of me in any way when I have "accomplished" so little in my eyes.
I hit 40 in June, and for me, it passed like any other day. I'm pretty sure that's because I'm very happy. I've not achieved nearly what I could have, and I don't have it all, by any means, but I guess I don't really want more than I have. Despite (because of?) the best efforts of a Jewish mother out of central casting, I'm not really all that ambitious. Oh sure, I'm well aware of my flaws, and my overwhelming underwhelmingness, but I also recognize that they're the residue of my own choices. Self-loathing almost seems like a cop-out ("at least I'm sorry I'm such a disappointment"), sort of like someone who says "at least I admit that I'm materialistic/selfish/a horrible driver), as thought that excuses it. I own my disappointments. My main goals in life are to see my friends happy, to help my students to learn how to learn, and to avoid becoming a burden on society. If we had kids, I'd have other goals, but that was a choice too.
Angst about accomplishment is, I think, the cost of ambition. And from what I see and hear, ambition is a positive force in the world. You may not admire you, Jon, but lots of other people admire you, both for what you've done so far, and what you hope to do in the future.
Go ahead and take stock, but also cut yourself a little slack. I've only met you once, and read your DodgerThoughts for a few years, but I feel pretty safe in saying that you're a mensch. That's worth a lot.
The best name is Mul Holland. I'm not kidding.
I got Cal Ripken and Harry Hooper on my birthday.
Best Name: That would be a tie between Chubby Dean and Bevo LeBourveau
There was a great documentary done by Hank Greenberg's daughter about him. Have you seen it?
Check your text mail.
I thought I was a much better writer when I was miserable. I don't do happy. But I look at my kids singing "Take me out to the ballgame", and shouting "Go Dodgers!". I would never go back.
Box of Chocolates.
I turn 45 this Friday. I've bought into the argument that 40 is the new 30. It's true.
I walk my daughter into her schoolyard everyday because that's more important to me than getting to work 15 minutes earlier.
Life is stressful, but life is good if you have a perspective. The cost of living sucks, but you always find a way.
Here's to another decade before self-reflecting again.
#1313
I also apprieciate this site. I can sit and read it at home and not worry about my teen age daughter (Dodger fan also) reading over my shoulder. You have a lot of fans all across the US and even some overseas. Not many can say that.
I have been following this site since early spring and have learned a lot about baseball and occassionally (like today) other things as well.
Congratulations on 40 (I think I can remember 40) and on the new addition. What a blessing!
One thing that helps me a lot is that as I look back on the 20 years since we were at Stanford, and I know I've come a long way since then and am a much better person. The fact that I still have a long way to go to become an even better person doesn't diminish my joy in that accomplishment.
I'm convinced that the "success" you attain in life matters little in the end. What matters is who you are and what you have given to others.
I hate to say it, but there's something reassuring about knowing that I'm not the only one.
Anyway, it's a bit misty-eyed, but very well-done.
Best player name born on my bday is Charlie Schmutz. He was a really dirty player, I hear.
Also, having met both bhsportsguy and ToyCannon at DT Day, I would not have guessed either of you were in your 40s if you hadn't said as much.
Vic Raschi, Glenn Davis, Paul Wilson, and Craig Pacquette, among others, share my birthday. No Dodgers share my birthday, but if 2006 draftee Bryan Morris makes it to the big club, he will be the first.
Will the circle be unbroken?
By and by Lord
By and by
There's a shortstop
Waiting for us
In the sky,
Lord in the sky!
Frequent reader, rarely post. Happy Birthday and congrats for adding to your family! I am 39 years old and relate a great deal to what you're saying. I am a recovering perfectionist but frequently relapse. I, too, crave the world and find myself yearning for more and more. While that personality trait seems admirable (and I believe it is) it sometimes causes me to NOT appreciate what I have. And, I have plenty! I have been married for 13 years and I have three beautiful children. I am blessed beyond riches with a wonderful family. I earn a considerable income but like so many, I spend before I earn and while asset-rich, my net worth is to be desired. They say 40 is the new 30! There are so many things to be positive about- so many things for which we all should be grateful. Perhaps a Dodger playoff win or two...or three...will cure all ills. As an aside, I was watching Blue's Clues this AM with my two year old daughter. I found myself searching for Dodger "blue" clues as to what Colletti had in mind for this offseason, but found not a one. Stay positive, appreciate your success and the impact it has on others, and be appreciative for what you have. By the way, when I get in a funk, I make every attempt to be charitable. I find the more I give, the more I get in return. Funny how it ALWAYS works out. I don't mean to preach! Thank you for this excellent resource on our team. Go Dodgers!
Anyway, Jon, you're o.k. by me, and congrats on the big news. I've been going through a similar mix of joy (mostly family) and grief (mostly work). Down here around post 75, I won't bore everyone with the details, but if part of the purpose of this post was to know that you're not alone, well, you're not alone.
I hope you get as much out of DT as the rest of us. The commenters might carry this place for a day or two at a time, but we're nothing without you. I guess I should say I hope you're getting 15-20 times out of DT as the rest of us are getting, given the effort you put in. If you ever decide its not worth it, well I guess I'd understand, but what you've got here would be hard to replace.
woo for me :)
Happy Birthday and many more, hopefully with more joy than angst. You have brought a lot of pleasure to your DT acolytes, and, I am sure, your wife and children. The glass is really half full, but I don't feel comfortable being a shrink or a self-help therapist, so I just wish you the best.
I just had my 69th, and am feeling young a happy. Perhaps a new bride has something to do with that. On the birthday front, Spider Jorgensen, Bob Welch and Paul Quantrill as well as Rapid Robert Feller.
As was Juan Samuel.
What are the odds that my kid would have the birthday of the two most overpriced FAs on the market this year: Andruw Jones and Carlos Silva.
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Dr. Charles Steinberg, who dramatically transformed the fan experience in Fenway Park in his nearly six years here, is leaving the Red Sox as executive VP for public affairs to accept a top front-office position with the Los Angeles Dodgers, according to major league sources. The Dodgers are expected to make the announcement tomorrow.
Also, on my 9th or 10th birthday, I saved my first sports section for posterity.. I believe it announced Reggie Jackson signing with the Yankees.
I should have named my son Bug.
And Cookie Cuccurullo. Say that 10 times fast. Starts sounding like an Australian bird.
Nope, but he is a rangy left hander with good coordination. His slurve rates as a plus pitch in the 50-60 range with a bouncy ball and his fastball has good bite for someone who is under 34 inches tall.
I should probably call Boras...
My son also shares his birthday with a guy by the name of Harry Cheek...not kidding.
In looking an Mr. Cheek's career, he had a 1.250 OPS with an OPS+ of 259.
Only 4 ABs though which is probably why he missed out on the HOF.
Citing the high asking prices for top players on the trade market and the lack of quality among free agents, Dodgers General Manager Ned Colletti said today that he wouldn't "make a deal to make a deal."
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It's such a bore,
Being always poor.
I hope that your road straightens out. But please know how much pleasure your site brings to so many folks you may never meet. Thinking about the Dodgers is the only thing, sometimes, that allows me to escape a funk. A small thing to some, perhaps, but not to me. I know other posters on this site must feel the same.
God bless!
So I looked up my birthday...quite a cornucopia of atheletes, though none of them Dodgers.....in baseball I've got George Brett, John Smoltz, Josh Beckett, and....The Fat Toad.
In football I've got Ray Lewis, Rod Smith, Desmond Howard, and....Ryan Leaf.....
hmmmm.....
"My football selections last week had the sucking power of Marilyn Chambers during her prime."
Class is so easily taken for granted. When I check out other message boards I feel like when I was a kid visiting a friend whose parents seemed dirtbaggy to me, and I just wanted to run home and hug my mother. Or in this case Jon.
"And it's the only mop that's endorsed by me... former NFL draft pick Ryan Leaf" -- as he mops a floor in his jersey. (Wasn't his voice...)
From the rarefied heights of age 57, it seems to me that the community you have built at Dodger Thoughts is a singular achievement for someone of 40, or of any age.
If only Ned Colletti would tune in...
(There were two episodes of the Simpsons on last night, btw, and the second one was funnier...)
The #1 Bruins drew a crowd of around 51,000 at the Rose Bowl. The city was not awash with Bruin Fever.
I like any episode that has Sideshow Bob in it. Nice to see the whole family doing voice over work. My wife covered her face in horror when Marge went DVR crazy. What to delete is a constant struggle in her mind.
Or 4 days of Turkey
If you are in Woodland Hills, stop by and say hello. There is a connection to the Wiernery but does not appear to be that strong.
http://www.soupsgrill.com/about_us.php
Now, if someone will just call Jeff Kent and ask him what he wants to do, we can all start booking our trips to Dodger Town.
Soup of the day: No Soup
Now soup in the summer in Woodland Hills does not sound like a big seller so I guess I could understand the lack of choices.
And I am not sure the place sells beer which may or may not be a good thing.
Also, now days it appears to be the norm that fountain drinks and iced tea are free refills which does cut into your profits.
GEORGE: I didn't get any bread.
JERRY: Just forget it. Let it go.
GEORGE: Um, excuse me, I - I think you forgot my bread.
SOUP NAZI: Bread -- $2 extra.
GEORGE: $2? But everyone in front of me got free bread.
SOUP NAZI: You want bread?
GEORGE: Yes, please.
SOUP NAZI: $3!
GEORGE: What?
SOUP NAZI: No soup for you! [snaps fingers]
For example, let's say it's 3 years from now, and Kemp, Kershaw, along with Loney, Martin, and Billinsgley are firmly entrenched as bonafide stars in the major leagues. In addition, let's say the Dodgers have comparable talent waiting in the wings with regards to Kemp, Kershaw and LaRoche.
Would the Dodgers be more inclined to trade that talent for someone of Cabrera's talent and age? Would it still be a bad deal?
I mean, you are still giving up the same types of players and getting the same player in return. But the roster is much better then if they were to do the deal now.
Is it timing that makes it a bad deal for the Dodgers right now? Is it timing that might make it a good deal for the Angels now? Are they in a better position to make that deal then the Dodgers are right now?
Great story, Jon. There are people all over Toaster I can easily relate to for various reasons like this. I remember kicking and screaming so loud about turning 30, I didn't notice when it actually happened. Then I was awash in a calm that has endured ever since. The difference being that I'm not married or blessed with children like so many of my friends are now. What's sad to me is that as I grow older and further along my path, the distance between me and my friends grows wider because of the dynamics of family and career. I'm a grown man, yet I feel so much like a kid who got lost on the way home.
There's nothing I can really say to a man or woman with a child that they can take as wisdom for their own lives; and though I feel alienated despite no direct action of theirs, I sympathize and remain honestly gregarious. There's too much despair and frustration in the world, let alone in our own consciousness to accept any doubt in yourself, Jon. That's all I can say, besides this: "a friend is someone who believes in you, even when you don't believe in yourself". Congrats and Happy Birthday, pal, and I'll see you around Banter side sometime >;)
I too am now listing Mike Scioscia's Tragic Illness as my favorite. Anyone who takes apart Ken Rosenthal like that is ok with me.
Over the years, I think the LA Times sports section has printed at least three letters from me blasting Plaschke. My favorite was when he did one attacking Kevin Brown and I wrote that until today I didn't know that Tommy Lasorda hated Brown, but now I do, because when Plaschke talks, Lasorda's lips move. The LA Times has lost enough credibility in recent years without its lead sports columnist becoming a bobo for Lasorda.
I should throw in my favorite Lasorda managerial moment. He once brought in the same pitcher two days in a row when it was obvious the other team would send up the same pinch hitter, whose lifetime average against the pitcher was something like .600. Both times, the Dodgers lost on his pinch hits. But thankfully, Tommy knows everything there is to know about baseball. Maybe Plaschke forgot that Jeff Shaw had the contract clause allowing him to opt out when the season ended? Or that Lasorda also ran John Wetteland out of town? Joe Torre should indeed thank Lasorda--he helped Joe win his first Yankees WS.
Speaking of which:
http://tinyurl.com/2m784q
Pimping for kudo's? That seems beneath you. You've been talking to Grinch Brock to much lately, has he recovered from the hateful holiday yet?
He is neutral about United Nations Day.
Did you read that Aboya's broken orbital bone wasn't that bad and he will play against GW?
But The Alliance probably isn't pleased.
He cuts down a tree to celebrate Arbors Day.
Yes and Yes
It will be my first foray into the infamous Pauley Pavillion.
Be sure to get a picture of yourself next to the plaque with H.R. Haldeman's name on it!
Another tip for Pauley Pavilion: eat before you get there. The food is awful and expensive. However, they serve it quickly.
Or so they think.
It just seems like a rotten way to go about the week.
But I've long been considered soft on USC and accused of sleeping with the enemy. I'm kind of like Helo on BSG.
from a fan's perspective.....i became dodger fan in 88 when i was 6 years old, my dad, a life time cards fan, and i were watching the world series. kirk gibson hobbles up to the plate and goes deep. a couple fist pumps later, my dad turns off the tv and looks at me. he says, "always remember that son, it's what sports is all about." he then got up and went to bed. i've been a dodger fan stranded in oklahoma since then. this blog is about the only way to get reliable, interesting, and insightful dodger info for me. for that, i'm thankful.
And they say the world series isn't magical. How many people became Dodger fans in 1988 for the 1st time? How many have wondered why they had such bad timing?
One way I have found to stay connected with one friend is cell phone chats while driving home. We talk baseball (same roto league), UCLA football/basketball, and kids while we both commute. Cell phone minutes rack up, but it works.
As your kids get older, you will make some good friends among the parents of their friends.
Always good to take stock of where you are.
I do not understand rooting for us to lose when it is almost a certainty that we are going to lose.
Many in the stands were got amazed they tried the trick play on the return, personally, I was impressed that Markey could throw a 30 yard pass and not have it go out of bounds.
well said DianaGramr.
As Brandon said, that was the best pass at the point in the game.
And I thought I was a cynical...
Mazel Tov on number 3, and here's hoping the health issues you mention all resolve peaceably.
Others have made most of the points I would make above. I'll just say, while none of us is perfect, your fundamental decency and goodness are totally obvious and undeniable to those who've read you here over the years. And I, for one, am glad to call you a friend.
-- sam
Thanks again Jon.
In the end it's what you do with the twists and turns of life that matters. I have always wanted to write a novel; instead I spend my days finding dirt on computers of ex-executives for lawsuits. Mot what I intended to due with my life. A few months ago my wife gave me permission to spend an "hour" a day working on my novel. Not that I needed her permission. But she understood that I was reluctant to work on what I considered a "fun" project instead of something that makes money. Give yourself an hour - you deserve it.
Keep your chin up - your wife and your kids are the most important things in your life and they deserve your attention. Finances can be a constant source of stress; as it seems the more you earn the larger your appetite for money grows.
Great blog that I read everyday - no matter where I am.
Stan from Tacoma
D4P sometimes makes Larry David look like the happiest guy on earth.
Happy Birthday, buddy.
And to throw it out there, I share a birthday with Alexander Graham Bell, Grady Little, and according to DB, the Kirk Gibson eyeblack incident.
The Dodgers also have what it would take to land Cabrera, and like their neighbors 45 minutes down I-5, also have money left over from their truncated run at A-Rod. But the Dodgers have been reluctant to surrender their better prospects: outfielders Matt Kemp and Andre Ethier, first baseman James Loney, third baseman Andy LaRoche and pitchers Chad Billingsley and Clayton Kershaw
I would love if national writers understand that only 2 out of the 6 players mentioned are prospects.
Jon can probably remember times when a play would end and you would think to yourself, "I guess that's the 42. Let's give the kid a 5-yard gain."
This is a great blog. I say that all the time. I've been reading it forever and still get excited when I see a new post pop up on my RSS feed. Thanks Jon.
Again congrats on the new little Dodger!
Like you said, Go DODGERS!
That is a kernel to hold on to. In fact, I believe that we will never know how much our lives belong to others, or what others gain from us, and it is probably better that way. But here at DT we can tell you, so thanks for providing us this forum where you can share your thoughts with us and we can commiserate and celebrate together the lows and highs we experience, both as Dodgers fans and fellow inhabitants of the planet.
Kirk Ferentz to Michigan
Mike Leach to Arkansas
Houston Nutt to Ole Miss
#36- nice Langston Hughes post. I have given much thought to that particular poem as the years have passed and expectations sometimes diminish. I love Hughes' line about Harlem "where a nickel costs a dime"
Jon, a poignant musing on life. I recently hit 60, which for a true child of the 60's is a bit strange. If I knew I would live this long..... Actually I'm still thrilled with life, love my wife and family, hardly ever kick the dog, can still work 8 hard hours and top it off with a couple games of 21, am rich with friends. I have followed the Dodgers since Wally Moon and Tommy and Willie Davis. I like the kids and hope we keep them. Happy holidays to one and all.
Happy Birthday, Jon. The kids keep you young. Enjoy them while they're with you, because by the time you turn 60, they'll be doing their own thing, hopefully inspired by their principled upbringing.
And of course, another generation of Dodger fans.
Quite clear, no doubt, somehow.
Ah, but I was so much older then,
I'm younger than that now.
-Dylan
Happy 40 Jon and thank you for making my life better every single day.
And thank you guys for being a part of it.
From: 54+1
Congratulations on the pending arrival of your third child.
Happy bithday, it's not that bad.
What a great place DT is, for me and all the others.
This you already know.
Many, Many thanks.
As many of us do, I feel connected to Jon through DT despite having never met him - not just through our shared love of the Dodgers, but through the approach to analyzing the game, a Stanford connection (I'm class of 1996), a love of quality film and TV (The Office and Scrubs, for starters), etc.
But I never felt more connected than today, despite my being 6 years Jon's junior. My wife of 4.5 years and I are expecting our first child in January, and that has caused me to begin taking stock of my life. I too feel like I denied myself a dream. I've wanted to work in politics since I was 3 but abandoned the dream after getting married. Politics is simply incompatible both with supporting and sharing time with family. I too share the experience of close friends moving away, though we've recently made some new ones. For the first time, I like the job I've had for the past two years. It's work, of course, but it pays an amount about which I can't complain and I get fresh new challenges nearly every day.
I guess I'm just hoping, in the end, that I've chosen a different (better?) dream - to create a loving family with my wife. She's definitely a keeper, so I'm optimistic.
Congrats on #3 Jon, and here's hoping the next decade brings you everything you want and need(and a Dodgers' world series or two wouldn't hurt!).
http://nomaas.org/dodgers.html
Basically, Yankee fans believing they can take advantage of the Dodgers because of Colletti/Torre
There isn't a single thing he says I disagree with.
The value of young players is high now. The kind of swap the Marlins want is out of line, which is what Ned's been saying for a week. With talented FA's going for upwards of $18-$20 million, having guys like Kemp, Loney, LaRoche, Billingsley etc. under team control for several more years is of incalculable value. Will they all be superstars? Probably not, but I'm glad Ned is "curious" to find out. That's where I'm at too.
On the other hand, it might be worth a sacrifice for the right pitcher. Not for Santana, who's a one year rental. But maybe for Bedard. Adding a potentially great pitcher who's still pretty young is worth a promising everyday player and a pitching prospect. I would not rebel against such a deal.
I'm sure Jeff Kent choked on his turkey jerky when he read this story, but life goes on. Either we have Kent or we have $9 million. It's not exactly the pit of despond.
Ned, you're looking okay right now.
39+5 myself, in a career (teaching) I truly enjoy, and yet I still find my mind jumping to other possibilities (lawyer! no, editor!).
I'm very grateful for the time and care you invest in Dodger Thoughts--your posts are must-read every day, and your guidance and standards for the blog make it a rewarding community to spend time with.
Somehow contentment and satisfaction are the standards by which we are encouraged to measure our lives, but I can name few contented people who accomplish truly notable things--discontent is the pebble in the oyster. You have achieved some wonderful things in life--a solid family, joy in your children, good writing. If that isn't enough for you, if you're still restless and searching for growth, achievement, challenge--if that's what keeps you humble and engaged in the process of life--well, it is what it is.
I do wish you peace, but am grateful for the pearls.
The game is scoreless with about three minutes left, but the field in Pittsburgh is essentially unplayable.
The Steelers are actually in the red zone. First team to do it all night.
I just got to thinking about fans being wary of the Angels trading for Cabrera and wondering why the Dodgers couldn't. It just feels like now is not the time for the Dodgers to do a move like that, but it does make sense for a team like the Angels who are further along with their roster.
Sort of like the saying there are no bad stocks, just bad timing!
Anyway, I wondered if other Dodger fans felt that way, or if it was just me.
4th down inside the 10 for the Steelers, field goal should be fun
As a guy who turned 40 this year as well, I feel a kinship and enjoyed this post more than any I've ever read, thanks for sharing.
I'm kinda the other side of the same coin. I've done well in business and have more money than I need (no you can't have the rest =) ) But I'm also single (by choice) without kids. There's always room to question your choices no matter how blessed those choices seem.
Finally, I will offer what I'd like to think is a bit of wisdom.
Although I'd like to think of myself as the Archbishop of Atheism, I do like to borrow one concept that is popular with the Christian folk... Forgiveness.
Forgiveness of others but more to the point, forgiveness of yourself. You wouldn't be so hard on anyone else for the shortcoming you see in yourself. Give yourself a break. Every single person here would tell you you deserve it.
Dolphins - How can a pro team be like this?
You may think you have alot of shortcomings; I know we all do. But, you are honest, and that is not a small thing, to me.
Oh, and yes it's true, we find our lives when we lose them.
Happy birthday:)
Thanks again for DT...Happy Birthday and congratulations on the new Weissman to be.
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