Jerry attends a Cubs game.
>Can't Trust ESPN
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Apparently ESPN’s skyline shots on NYC that they use during broadcasts aren’t live but rather canned shots that were taken who knows when. Deceive the public in one thing, how do we know what else they are deceiving their viewers with.
An alert employee at the Yankees flagship radio station WCBS-AM noticed the discrepancy during Sunday night’s game when he saw different colored lights on the Empire State Building in the ESPN shot than he could see out of his window.
Come on ESPN – is it so difficult to get a live picture of the Empire State Building?
Can’t Trust ESPN
Apparently ESPN’s skyline shots on NYC that they use during broadcasts aren’t live but rather canned shots that were taken who knows when. Deceive the public in one thing, how do we know what else they are deceiving their viewers with.
An alert employee at the Yankees flagship radio station WCBS-AM noticed the discrepancy during Sunday night’s game when he saw different colored lights on the Empire State Building in the ESPN shot than he could see out of his window.
Come on ESPN – is it so difficult to get a live picture of the Empire State Building?
>Fathers and Sons and Baseball
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Not about the Mets – but a cool story about fathers and sons and baseball. If you’re reading this stupid blog I’m sure you’ll appreciate. No this isn’t me, but I’ve done the same both as a son and a father.
“Dad, tell me the story about the Yankees and the Red Sox,” he’ll ask with a gleam in his eye, awaiting my account of “The Curse of the Bambino.”
He delights in hearing, over and over again, how the Red Sox made a colossal blunder back in 1920, when they sold the great Babe Ruth to the Yankees. The Yankees had to build a new stadium to accommodate all their new fans and they went on to win 26 World Series before the Red Sox won again –in 2004.
Now, with Yankee Stadium in its final season, my son told me he wanted to see his first Yankees game before the legendary place is history.
His wish was my command. I’m a hard-core, lifelong fan of the Bombers, but I hadn’t been to a game since my son came along. I was eager to pass my enthusiasm on to him.
And the rest is here: http://blog.nj.com/parentalguidance/2008/05/my_9yearold_son_isnt_a.html
Fathers and Sons and Baseball
Not about the Mets – but a cool story about fathers and sons and baseball. If you’re reading this stupid blog I’m sure you’ll appreciate. No this isn’t me, but I’ve done the same both as a son and a father.
“Dad, tell me the story about the Yankees and the Red Sox,” he’ll ask with a gleam in his eye, awaiting my account of “The Curse of the Bambino.”
He delights in hearing, over and over again, how the Red Sox made a colossal blunder back in 1920, when they sold the great Babe Ruth to the Yankees. The Yankees had to build a new stadium to accommodate all their new fans and they went on to win 26 World Series before the Red Sox won again –in 2004.
Now, with Yankee Stadium in its final season, my son told me he wanted to see his first Yankees game before the legendary place is history.
His wish was my command. I’m a hard-core, lifelong fan of the Bombers, but I hadn’t been to a game since my son came along. I was eager to pass my enthusiasm on to him.
And the rest is here: http://blog.nj.com/parentalguidance/2008/05/my_9yearold_son_isnt_a.html