Friday, April 22, 2016

Mr. Harper is at 105 All Time--Tied at 772 With ...

He went  0 for 4 with a walk tonight in an 8-4 win over the visiting Twins, but yesterday he got an early homer against the Marlins in a 1-6 loss.

The march toward history continues.

The guys tied at 104 home runs also listed below:

Tuesday, April 19, 2016

Mr. Harper, Still the Wunderkind, Hits His 2nd Grand Salomi!

  He did it tonight against Miami to rank on the 800th in the all time list. Teammates Jeyson Werth got his 200th career clot, Ryan Zimmerman hit his 201st, and Wilson the Buffalo Ramos got one, too.

Strasburg shut down the Marlins, 7-0. Fellow 800th place HR hitter Carlos Gomez is in his 10th season, age 30. When Bryce is thirty years old he should be in his 12th season. 

What will be?  Currently Bryce's last year total of 42 homers in one season is tied with 35 other individual seasons at 238 best all time. Seems like he need to hit 50 or 60 to really get those Bambino type numbers. At this rate ...

 He still may join these gentleman someday. But time will tell ...

Go Bryce and the Nats!

Career Leaders & Records for Home Runs

Photo of Barry Bonds Photo of Hank Aaron+ Photo of Babe Ruth+ Photo of <strong>Alex Rodriguez</strong> Photo of Willie Mays+ Photo of Ken Griffey+ Photo of Jim Thome Photo of Sammy Sosa Photo of Frank Robinson+ Photo of Mark McGwire Photo of Harmon Killebrew+ Photo of Rafael Palmeiro Photo of Reggie Jackson+ Photo of <strong>Albert Pujols</strong> Photo of Manny Ramirez Photo of Mike Schmidt+ Photo of Mickey Mantle+ Photo of Jimmie Foxx+ Photo of Willie McCovey+ Photo of Frank Thomas+

Sunday, April 17, 2016

Bryce Keeps Belting Them ... Joins this List

He has hit a long ball in four consecutive games and now is at 102 lifetime homers.

The first or only number in the parentheses is the number of years the player was in the majors. If there is a second number it means they are still playing and that is their current age.

Friday, April 15, 2016

Bryce Achieves 100 HR Milestone, Tied with 11 Others

Friday, April 1, 2016

It's Nice to be Friends, But ...

It's Nice to be Friends, But ...

There are some influences in my life that I should not be around. Therefore, I must be a friend to myself more and not be around you. If you introduce me to too much that I know is not good for me or my family, or my beliefs and those things that I espouse.

If you are truly a friend, either you will not influence me to do or get involved with things that are not good for me, or you will understand and stay away.

I read today (March 31, 2016) by various  great and renowned authors and writers to FINISH.

That is how writers get better and get their work in. And, they HAVE to write.

I get that.

I started this post a while ago, with that thought... Sometime in 2015.

Was it summer or fall? Spring?

Well, this is my truth "half-way" through my life, my mortal sojourn. Perhaps, so far.

Thursday, March 31, 2016

College Town Kid Remembered

    Jerry* and I became friends probably by default. One, we lived within three to four blocks of each other throughout our childhoods. Two, another neighborhood friend that I had, Jonathan, moved away to Bethesda, Maryland, and I had some time to spend elsewhere after the Murrays left Bloomington.
    I am not sure how long Jerry and I hung out on a daily basis, maybe during a portion of summer before 4th, or maybe 5th grade. That was mostly before Pete moved in not too far away from my house and the boyhood relationships on the southside of IU campus continued to evolve . There were still lingerings of friendship after 5th grade, but things tailed off by middle school.
   As I have expressed before in other venues, Jerry was not the easiest guy to get along with. Sometimes his mood swings were inexplicable, and many of us, from popular Jake to Patrick and Pete and a couple others tried to hang out with him but we all ended up quitting in our attempts.
   It seemed to be him. We would make us mad.
   I did enjoy some times and hours over at his house.
   Some distinct memories:
    
   Playing Dungeons and Dragons with groups of other friends.

   Being silly in the Rumpus Room, calling the local pop radio station WBWB on the wall phone for requests.
   
   Playing outside and flinging things like faux spears, sometimes with less than stellar results.

   Listening to the Who and strange songs of that ilk, even the Beatles.

   Looking at some comic books, some combinations. There were some toys, maybe some Star Wars figures or vehicles.

    There was a fun bouncy riding ball, a Sit'n Spin.

    We got some pyro burning of some plastics out of our system, mostly in his rarely used basement.

   Ahh, memories of youth.

    Thanks for those nostalgic memories, Jerry. And maybe your ghost will not let me rest. But perhaps your soul in present rest does give comfort. How to measure such intangible gifts?

    Be at peace. You and me. And the rest of humanity, like your father, and your mother, and your sister, and all those taken too soon. Your dad passed too soon, and you certainly did.

    If I were Chaim Potok I would draft up a great character to sing a kaddish for them all.

    And keep on singing across the decades, the centuries.

   Did you ever make it to Jerusalem? Did it matter to you? Did you make it where you wanted to go? There are still places to go, young Jerry, still people to meet, still conversations to share ...

    Friends like you come and go.  But never forgotten. Sorry for not being better myself.

    I am trying to get there.   I have faith that we will.
   






















*Not real name, in order to keep some privacy and discretion.