Alas poor baseball!
Well, yesterday's Red Sox game and Cubs game should remind us all that sometimes routing for the perennial underdogs is damn hard.

I can't even remember many of the details (oh, right, Manny Ramirez struck out with the bases loaded and Nomar hasn't hit the ball in, literally, months) of the Red Sox game since the Cubs meltdown was so dramatic.

On a selfish note, I had carefully arranged not to be home last night during what I assumed would be riotous celebration. Tonight I imagine I will be looking for parking for an hour after spending two in traffic, and then listening in on a party (I hope) or a wake (which would be sad).

Meanwhile my Red Sox have to win this afternoon and tomorrow. I'm a little (make that a LOT) nervous.

On a totally random non-baseball note, I watched The Lion King last night after the game. Having seen the commercials which advertise "an additional song" I was expecting the one from the broadway version featuring simba shout/singing the lyrics "you promised you'd be-e-e there/forever and ev-e-e-er". (this is the point where I get an irritated email from my disney-fanatic friend). No no, the new song is Morning Report, which is barely a song. I mean, really. It's zazu singing what he speaks in the original. I don't think (though I could be wrong) that they even had to re-animate most of the scene. I felt a little let down, I must admit. But I suppose any other new song would have required getting Matthew Broderick to sing a dramatic solo...hmmm....
In an odd cycle, I find myself comparing the movie to the stage show.


- posted by Heidi @ 10:14 AM