Baseball in Hell


The last two home games of the season for my underdog Cleveland baseball team were very different. Of course the Tribe snuffed the White Sox 7-2 and lost in pandemonium to the Tampa team 4-0. According to Merrium-Webster, the dictionary people, Pandemonium is a place and we don’t want to go.


noun \ˌpan-də-ˈmō-nē-əm\

Definition of PANDEMONIUM

:  the capital of Hell in Milton’s Paradise Lost
:  the infernal regions :  hell
not capitalized :  a wild uproar :  tumult


New Latin, from Greek pan- + daimōn evil spirit — more atdemon

First Known Use: 1667
My guess is that Milton had alot on his mind back in 1667 and I really do miss William Safire’s On Language in the New York Times.
Back to the ball games in Believe Land. The second to last game, in the friendly confines at the corner Ontario and Carnegie was contested in September in front of 30,942 fans without much fanfare or pizzazz.  The games of October are caffeinated contests. 43,577 fans showed for the finale and in addition 44, 000 plus or minus filled the adjacent entertainment district to see who could chug the most beer on a Wednesday night.  The sidewalks were jammed, the roads were filled to the max, and my feet hurt.
I know you are reaching your limit so I’ll make my point in the time it takes to ignite the pregame explosives and the smoke clears. The stadium was filled with artificial excitement  a phony display of entertainment. The build up and the game would have been exciting enough. I’m suffering from sensory overload. The stadium public address system and the rock’n roll were excessively loud. Acid rock, heavy metal, garage punk, headbanging music louder than the front row at Woodstock. In between innings they cranked it up so high that I had to get out of my seat and wait in line to purchase a $20 hot dog and beer.
The director of stadium entertainment should be fired and the sound engineer electrocuted. Keep the best manager in baseball and teams nickname should be changed.
Read my blog with the above music nice and low but loud enough for feeling.

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