Last March, I wrote a silly blog post about insects. Later that evening, Tim Dittmer and I were having a conversation in the comments section. Some of it went like this:
Me: Btw, the Indians have a team this year, so methinks your team will not have another crack at the series this year. I’m just sayin’.
Tim: Oh jeez. Everybody wants knock the Tigers. They sure did go down in flames last year, though.
Me: I’m not knocking the Tigers. Just setting the stage for some friendly competition this year.
The next day, Adam Sendek showed up and added this comment below our conversation:
Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!
Did I read that correctly? The Indians taking the Central over the Tigers??? Hang on a second, I’m laughing so hard right now that I just might hurl! I’ll be back!
Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!
And just like that, a bet was born. Please take note: I have an 81-year-old mother who is a diehard Cleveland Indians fan. She had been telling me for weeks how excited she was for the new baseball season. Terry Francona was the new manager of the Indians (and was named AL Manager of the Year for 2013, I might add), and the team had some bats. If they could pull the pitching together, they would be contenders. It wasn’t until after I made the bet with Adam that she told me the Indians wouldn’t win the AL Central over Detroit. Thanks a lot, Mom.
Through emails to Adam, I tried to guide the bet. I offered these options for the loser to pony up:
$100
$50
$20
A blog post extolling the wonderfulness of the winner.
Mailing something wonderful from the loser’s city to the winner.
Somewhere along the line, Adam suggested a week of blog posts highlighting the winner. I accepted those terms, and alas and alack, here we are today – on my blog, not his.
So without further ado, I present to you Adam Sendek. Chowderhead himself. We’ll find out more about him as the week goes on, but for now, let’s ask him about baseball!
What sports did you play as a kid?
Oh the irony…
Well, I always wanted to play baseball as a kid, but I ended up a soccer snob instead. It ended up being a pretty great experience, however – one with a lot of traveling throughout the state of Michigan, and as far south as North Carolina to play in tournaments. I still got mad skills too, Maddie.
Don’t make me bust out the YouTube camera to prove it.
At what position would you excel in baseball?
I don’t mean to boast (yes I do), but I was a pretty exceptional softball outfielder for a couple of summers. I’m talkin’ like, go grab your pom-poms Kevin Griffey Junior while the big boys play some ball. I did also have a brief stint at Short Stop but didn’t last long at the position. I quickly realized that my teeth were more valuable to me than making an out.
If you played for the Tigers, what would your nickname be?
“Snarky Anderson”
Only a Tiger’s fan will understand that one.
Have you ever done the wave?
Yes! \m/ It happened often at the old Tiger Stadium, and occasionally at Comerica Park too. It’s one of those events that promote a certain kinship among a lot of other really drunk people.
Do you sing along when they play Take Me Out to the Ballgame?
Yes. It’s one of the only two songs that I will sing outside of my vehicle or the shower. The Birthday Song is the other one. In both cases, I’m glad there are plenty of people around to prop me up and help drown out the illusion that I can carry a tune.
What do you do during the 7th Inning Stretch?
Whiz.
Grab a beer.
Grab another beer.
In that order.
What are your top five baseball movies?
Well, I would have to say:
The Sandlot is my all-time favorite because Squints wears the same glasses as me and Calahan.
Moneyball is a close second, and an extremely well-done piece of cinema work.
Major League because Charlie Sheen is a goof ball, and I need goofballs to keep me inspired.
Rookie of the Year, because that was the flick responsible for coining the phrase, “funky butt-loving.”
And anything but A League of Their Own for number five. Even Field of Dreams.
Share with us one memory from the ballpark.
My all-time favorite memory from any ballpark experience was watching the 2003 Tigers win the last game of the season, keeping them out of the history books as the worst team in MLB history. They were the worst team in American League history that year, but ended up being one win better than the ’62 Mets.
I can still remember it: the entire stadium was packed with suburbanites ready to witness another inglorious piece of Detroit history. It was the only meaningful game played all season. After the last out you would have thought they just won the World Series…
I’m glad I got to experience it firsthand. High five!
How many games did you watch this past season, while I was watching the Cleveland Indians play and sweating over our bet?
Sweating over our bet, she says! Thank you, by the way. It was the easiest money I made all year.
To be perfectly honest, I’m not sure I saw more than 2 games this year. My cable package sucks, and I’m still waiting on the maintenance guy from the front office to stop by (at his convenience) to drill a hole in my wall so that I can proceed with my upgrade.
Normally I watch about half the season on TV. Comerica Park is an insanely cool venue too, and I try to get down there at least a couple of times every summer for a live game. I start getting burned out with all of it by about July though. It’s a grind to have to sit there every night and watch baseball unless I’m at bar or playing fantasy baseball.
Yes, I play sometimes. And yes, I know.
I think you are a great fan, Adam – doing the wave and singing. I love The Sandlot! Those kids are awesome. I always liked Bad News Bears, too. I’m a Walter Matthau fan.
Thanks, Maddie. I try. Also, didn’t your mascot used to be on a show called Sesame Street?
“Since being shipped to the Indians from the Fuchsia Islands in 1990, Slider has been bouncing his oversized belly, google eyes, and giant furry yellow nose around Cleveland entertaining Indians fans.”
I am completely befuddled as to how they came up with this mascot.
So your mascot is a displaced mini-hamburger?
You and me both…
ha ha ha ha !
Thank you for being so polite!
I was laughing at the three of you and the way this came about 🙂
Hi Annie! I knew what you were laughing about. And it didn’t quite go the way I anticipated. 😉
xx 🙂 Maddie
Maddie … glad to see that you held up your end of the bet. … and thanks for coming to the Holiday Bash.
Adam .. Snarky Anderson? Gotta love it .. but don’t forget that Sparky chose to go into the HOF as a Red! …. and where were you at the party?
Speaking of beer, baseball, and the seventh inning stretch, nobody did it better than this legend.
I think there is still a bit of perpetual disdain for Sparky lingering here. The lockout thing really put him in a bad light, and from what I understand, him and Illitch don’t have much of a like for each other because of it.
Love me some Harry Carey! “Hey everybody! Hey hey! If you were a hot dawg, would ya eat yerself? I know I would!”
Harry was a classic. Heck, I recall him broadcasting Cardinal games when I was a kid. Love him on WGN though!
Sparky was a class act … Reds fans never let the GM live it down for firing Sparky and trading Tony Perez.
Your holiday bash was epic, Frank. 🙂
It’s a busy week. I’m editing two books with a third in the queue, but if I didn’t give Adam his week now, it wasn’t going to happen this year. It’s working out just fine though! Nice clip of Harry Caray!
Thanks for attending the holiday bash … and whew .. there was some wonderful mingling of friends and the start of new friendships. … Glad you enjoyed Harry! … he’s a classic!
Could be worse.
You could be Mets fans.
Yeah, no thanks. That team is always bunk. 😦
“Could be worse.” I tell myself that about a lot things. 😉
I know nothing about baseball other than the fact that I can’t stand the Cleveland Indian’s mascot, Chief Wahoo. How they can continue to use that offensive image is beyond me. Oops, did I just go on a tiny rant? My bad. 😉
Well you learned a very important baseball fact today, Carrie: The Tigers always trump the racist Cleveland Indians.
See? I live outside of Cleveland, and that statement doesn’t even bug me. Told you I know nothing about baseball… 😉
You have been ‘enriched’ today. \m/
Not really much of a rant, Doc. You must be taking your meds regular. 😉
Ha, yes, that must be it. And by meds, I’m referring to chocolate. Keeps me so very level-headed…
I’ve overdosed on meds the past two days. M&Ms like crazy to carry me through a massive editing run. I’m switching to booze tonight! 😉
Seems like a very logical next step!
I want to see those edits after booze. hahaha 🙂
I’d like to edit!
🙂
I don’t know much more about baseball than Doc Rubin over there. I like to watch it during the playoffs. It’s my excuse for not doing some of the things that need to get done. 😉
I really love baseball, Tim. I grew up with brothers, and home plate was just outside the back door. Mom and Dad were pretty cool to let us ruin the grass with our paths to the bases. There have been years when I watched as many Indians games as I could; other years not so much. I really thought they might do better than they did this year.
Do you follow any sport or team closely?
I was a big NBA fan back in the day, with Magic Johnson and Kareem. Not so much any more. I like American football, but don’t follow it too closely.
Ha! You are talking my language! Back in the (cough) seventies, I spent night after night in Cleveland watching the Cavaliers. “The Miracle of Richfield.” I’m not very good at regular play, but I could win in a game of HORSE. I think my love of basketball and the court eventually fueled my love of racquetball. I don’t watch basketball these days, but I know I would enjoy it if I did.
When my son played baseball, he was a Tiger! I too like watching baseball and enjoying a cold beer. Doesn’t happen often enough. It is a good time. Good interview, Maddie!
A Detroit Tiger???
Yes! I believe it was!
Amy, that would a difficult thing to be unsure of! What’s his name?
How exciting to have a son play for a major league team! Hot summer days at the ballpark sure do make for good memories. Thanks for stopping by, Amy! 🙂
I have to admit, I know nothing about baseball, or nothing much anyway. When I was much younger me and a friend went to ONE Milwaukee Brewers live game. That was so many moons ago. I remember my butt was getting numb as they went into overtime. Ha-ha! Great interview nonetheless.
Thank you. Wake up, JackieP butt.
Oh it’s awake by now. 😉
Haha! Those extra innings can be a killer! 🙂
I have Drambuie over cracked ice in a brandy snifter, and I’m listening to Flo Rida on the mp3 player. I have no idea what will come of this. I’m hoping for a Christmas miracle – a book published within the next 36 hours.
Whoa! I love your taste my friend. 🙂 I will keep my fingers and toes crossed for you. Just keep sipping and you’ll be done in no time. With the editing I mean. hahaha!
Loved thinking about baseball and summer. I know it’s Christmas, but I’m a summer person.
I agree, Donna Jean! It’s fun to think of good times at the ball park. Merry Christmas to you!
I wish I had known about this bet. Heck, I wish anyone did. We could have showed you the Indians lineup and helped you steer clear.
Terry Francona! And some of the guys were really bringing some excitement to the team. I had some hope for the win a few times during the season. 😉 But nonetheless, I didn’t mind making the bet. 🙂
I’m a Phillies fan. My opinion of Terry Francona is different than most people.
Their pitching staff is real good. Hopefully they don’t ship Masterson anytime soon.
Moose, what’s the deal with using these closers? I’m not clueless when it comes to baseball, but I see the closer as a crap shoot. If I get angry watching a ball game, it’s usually because they took out a hot arm and brought in a cold one to throw the winning game away. I’m from the days of watching a pitcher go the entire nine innings. How are they only good for seven or eight now?
One name springs to mind. Jose Mesa. Every fan in the ballpark and at home KNEW he would lose that Game 7 lead in the ’97 World Series. A collective groan was heard across Ohio. Why do you take a hot pitcher out in Game 7?? What are you saving him for? /end baseball rant
Hopefully, they will pull things together next year. But I’m not making any bets!
Don’t get me started with Jose Mesa. Like I said, I’m a Phillies fan. Joe Table gave me hyptertension at 14. Now we’re stuck with Papelbon for $11.5 million a year. I don’t think Cleveland even has a closer right now, unless they added someone new. It’s a lot of luck. You need to find a failed starter.
Cleveland could pull it off. Unfortunately they still have the Tigers to deal with and the Royals are only getting better.