So, as for my Indy 500 recap, my heart is absolutely broken for JR Hildebrand. Rookie (both in the series and at Indianapolis) driving the National Guard car on Memorial Day weekend gets within a football field of the finish line before crashing. You can see the result as the lede today. He did manage to get his mangled machine across the finish line, but not before Dan Wheldon could nip by. I'm sure most rookies would be happy with a second place finish, but then again, most rookies don't get second after having a stranglehold on the win. All things considered, though, a great race all around. Now I'm done with racing until next May.
NBA Finals start tonight. . .and I really just don't care. I guess I'm rooting for Dallas, but I honestly probably won't even watch. Just like I'm not a racing fan but I am an Indy 500 fan, I'm a Pacers fan, not an NBA fan. But, I would certainly like it if the Pacers were to pick up JaJuan Johnson in the draft, and while you're at it, why not pick up E'Twaun Moore in the second round? In other news, I really don't know when the NBA Draft is.
Stanley Cup Finals start tomorrow, and I definitely could write about that, but I think I'm going to hold it back until tomorrow. The short version, though, I'm pulling for Vancouver, and I really think they'll win it. But it won't be easy.
I can definitely tell I'm fully in baseball mode. On Saturday, I watched the Cubs get beat up by the Pirates,* which left me very conflicted. I really hate those series, they always leave me feeling dirty. After that game was done, I flipped over to watch the end of the Brewers game (I don't even remember who they were playing) and watched them win the game on a squeeze play that I totally saw coming. The announcers mentioned that a big part of the pinch hitter's game is bunting, which might have been a tip off, but I had it called before I even knew there was a pinch hitter. It was just the perfect situation to give it a go. And they did to perfection. After that, it was time for the Reds and Braves to start, though I left to meet a group at the bar before that one was over. It ended up going 14 innings, though (or something like that), so I got to see the immortal Chipper Jones get the game winning hit.
*In a slightly related note, is there any park that looks so dramatically different through the season than Wrigley Field? An iconic cathedral of the game on any day to be sure, but once the ivy greens up, it's a whole new level of perfection. And also put me down as a fan of having Len & Bob in the bleachers calling the game. Don't overdue it, but a few times a year, it makes for a nice touch. You can also mark me down as not a fan of four big league umpires missing an obvious balk call. I really want to put up a video to show how bad it was, but unfortunately, none seem to exist at this point. At least not online. But trust me, it was bad. The guy just took a hop towards home and then faked to third. Wrong without any hint of being right.
I watched the Cubs yesterday, too, mostly because I had planned on it all day, but also because I'm not sure I could really move off the couch if I wanted to. I hit three buckets of balls and pitched four buckets worth, and I am paying for it today. My back really hurts, but my arm hurts too much for my to reach back and touch it. My abs and sides are really feeling it, too. Totally worth it, though. I just need to heal up and do this a few more times so my body gets used to it.
I'll be watching the Cubs again tonight while I try to do wedding invitations with my broken body. Lord help us all.