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#1095972 added August 26, 2025 at 5:43pm
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Baseball Memories
Prompt: On August 26, 1939, the first televised Major League baseball game is broadcast on station W2XBS, the station that was to become WNBC-TV. Announcer Red Barber called the game between the Cincinnati Reds and the Brooklyn Dodgers at Ebbets Field in Brooklyn, New York.

Do you remember the first baseball game you saw either in person or on television? Are you a baseball fan if so, do you have a favorite team?
How do you feel about the prices of the tickets?
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I do not remember my first baseball game. I do, however, remember being a staunch Brooklyn Dodger fan for no reason other than that my father and brothers were Yankee fans. I’ve always felt ambivalent about the game. On the one hand, I like numbers, and baseball probably has more statistics than any other major sport. Also, because it is a relatively slow paced game (unlike hockey or basketball), I could do my homework or other projects in the living room without the family constantly jumping up and down and screaming. On the other hand, I often wondered how the outfielders and dugout bench-warmers managed to stay awake; 90% of a game usually involved the pitcher, catcher and batter. So much for childhood.

I have one unforgettable baseball memory. In 1992 I lived in Toronto, in a 16th floor apartment near the city center (centre to Canadians). When the Blue Jays finally defeated the Atlanta Braves in game 6 to win the World Series, the first ever team outside the US to do so, Mary and I went out on the balcony expecting to see and hear everyone dancing and singing in the streets. It wasn’t happening. But we did see thousands of fans out on their own balconies quietly raising their beer and wine glasses. Mary looked at me, put down her Molsons and started loudly clapping. I immediately joined in. Within 30 seconds, everyone in the area was applauding and cheering. And shortly thereafter they were pouring out of the highrises and into the streets. Mary and I laughed our heads off. Then we had our own celebration. Toronto, eh.

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