About 7am I thought about what to do, and decided to do the Dish walk. I started by eating breakfast in the dining room for the first time ever. Took a Lyft to the trail head and did the entire 3.6 mile loop with its ups and downs.
I had a ticket to the last regular season game of Stanford Baseball. That was to start at 12:30. Believing there wouldn’t be any concessions, I took a ham sandwich from the grab-n-go section of the new dining room, but when I got to Sunken Diamond there was an open concession stand. And the ham sandwich was quite dry, with a mayonnaise packet that I couldn’t get open. So I dumped the sandwich and bought nachos.
Something else unusual about this game: I took my old scoring forms and clipboard. Back story. In the 1980s Marian and I were big Giants fans, attending many games and listening to games on the radio. During the 90s we went off them a bit, eventually taking up SWBB instead. No matter. Also in that time, it was the very early days of the internet, I got involved with an organization called Project Scoresheet. This was an attempt by amateur volunteers to build up the kind of detailed scoring statistics that Major League Baseball had, but which they kept for themselves. Amateur would score games in detail and … I don’t remember if we sent the paper forms in to be collated? I think so, there was no online form.
Project Scoresheet developed their own scoring forms and methods, quite different from the conventional scoring form you find in the back of your program if you go to a ballgame. I was using pro documentation software tools in my work (I think this was while I was working at Informix?) and was a pro tech writer, so I took it on myself to make really nice versions of the score sheet and to write a 25-page manual for how to use it. By the time I’d done it the Project had evaporated and nobody cared. (Story of my life…) But I still had those forms as PDFs — somewhere?
I got back from the Dish at 10:30 and had 90 minutes until I had to leave for the game. In that time I managed to find the old scoring docs (last modified in 2002) on a separate disk. Printed out the double-sided form, and spent ten minutes skimming my own manual to remember how to do it.
Well, the game wasn’t that good. The OSU Beavers, not normally a very competitive team, scored in every even-numbered inning, 2 in the second, 2 in the fourth, 3 in the sixth. When we finished the bottom of the sixth and Stanford had managed only one run, I took note that my bare arms were feeling sunburned and called it a day.
The final was 9-1. This will do Stanford no good whatever in the eyes of the NCAA Selection Committee. I set up to record the Selection show on Monday, but I expect that Stanford will not be one of the top 16 seeds who get to host a regional. In which case the tickets I reserved (Day 2.171) will evaporate.
But it was fun scoring, and as usual the act of scoring helped keep me involved in the game.
Tomorrow morning a whole different adventure awaits.