Friday 8/16/24
The Red Sox had their worst loss of the season on Wednesday night. My mouth hung open as I watched. There are too many times I don't think Alex Cora knows what he's doing. He's insistent on trying to prove how smart he is which results in over-managing. He's too aggressive. He was that way in the 2018 playoffs, it just didn't catch up to him. The defense was abysmal. Devers had his head up his ass on the base paths. I didn't like seeing Jarren Duran and I liked it less when he got his one hit late and the crowd cheered him. I mean, honestly. You can't cheer for that guy after what he did the other night. What kind of person are you? You're just some caveman? Well, yeah, probably. Then of course they lost last night in Baltimore.
I've been thinking about my dad. I think about him and what he'd say to me about this situation, this life, I'm in. What to do. If there is any way out of the situation. I don't mean death. But I think about that a lot. It's always there. Over the past few days I had been thinking about how much he would have loved these kids and they would have loved him.
Charlie asked me why drugs were legal. They don't know how my sister died. They just know she was sick. As far as I know, they haven't asked the question directly. I told him that many drugs were not legal but if people want to find something, they usually can. I said, for instance, that even in jail, this highly controlled environment, people get things. Not that my sister was in jail or we were talking about her, necessarily, but I think that something about her was on his mind.
I told him that, unfortunately, people tend to get things that are bad for them more than they go out and get things--do things, find things, learn things--that are good for them. Even when they don't want the bad things and the bad things make them so unhappy and hurt them and they wish they could get away from the bad things.
The talk has started about the Patriots possibly going winless this year. I highly doubt that. It's almost impossible to do. There are a lot of bad teams. Hard not to stumble into three or four wins. But what I think you will have is a very boring bad team--possibly the most boring, forgettable team in Patriots history. I think there will be very little reason to watch.
Some fitness because this is kind of a grab-bag and I'll get it out of the way before I write this feature. On Saturday I did five circuits of stairs in the Monument, 100 push-ups and three planks, and walked six miles. Sunday was five more circuits, 100 push-ups and three planks, and I walked three miles. Monday I ran 5000 stairs at City Hall, did 200 push-ups and six planks, and walked four miles. Tuesday I ran 5000 stairs at City Hall, did 200 push-ups, and walked three miles. Wednesday I ran 3000 stairs at City Hall, did two circuits in the Monument (with the kids) and 100 push-ups and two planks, and walked four miles. Yesterday I did five circuits of stairs in the Monument, walked three miles and did 100 push-ups. I noticed a very attractive female police officer trying to catch my eye at the City Hall stairs the other day but I was looking the other way and I wasn't sure but when I came up I looked in her direction and she was doing it again and said great job. I smiled and said thank you but I ought to have said more. I guess I'll keep an eye out when I'm back there. I hadn't seen her before. Last Sunday marked 2954 days, or 422 weeks, without a drink.
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