As I type this, the Dodgers are less than two hours into their seventeen hour journey to the island continent. To combat jet lag, they will have a workout a few hours after arriving, and before they get a chance to rest.
To create room on the roster for Chone Figgins, Javy Guerra was designated for assignment. The complete roster for this trip can be found on the links on this blog.
As we get caught up in the excitement and hoopla of opening days, it is good to remember the great sports columnist of the Los Angeles Herald Examiner, Bud Furillo, AKA The Steamer, who often referred to the sports department as the toy department.
The freedom we enjoy, that allows us to engage in the pursuit of happiness as a baseball fan, was paid for in blood by hundreds of thousands of men and women that gave the ultimate sacrifice.
When I think of Australia, I also am reminded of a haunting song that tells the story of the Australian soldiers, part of ANZAC, (Australian and New Zealand Army Corps), who were sent to fight in The Great War in 1915 at the Gallipoli Peninsula of Turkey. The song is “The Band Played Waltzing Matilda” by The Pogues. The song describes war as futile and gruesome, while criticising those who seek to glorify it.
The words and music, and the gritty way the song is sung, always leaves me with a lump in my throat, as I reflect on the horrible consequences of war.
Now that we put things in perspective, we can turn our attention to the joys of a new baseball season.