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The Baseball Hall of Fame and Museum, Cooperstown, New York

The Baseball Hall of Fame and Museum, Cooperstown, New York
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Once upon a time, baseball was popular in England, after all, Derby's all ground was called the Baseball Ground. But since the first years of the 20th century, its popularity over her waned and died.

In America, it is, well, the National Pastime.

A simple game, you throw the ball, you hit the ball, sometimes you win, sometimes you lose.

And yet, there are the statistics. Everything is statistics, and that drives the game.

Why do I like it? Well, the same way that people like cricket I suppose, it is sporting chess, pitting the pitcher against the slugger in a battle of wits and strategy.

I explain below how I came to discover and learn about the game. Now, I don't have pay TV so baseball and NFL as well as live football, are closed to me.

I survive.

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We woke up to another glorious morning, but very chilly indeed. A sign that the seasons are changing.

We lay in bed while deciding what to do, and with nothing agreed or suggested even, Jools goes to investigate in the lobby of the hotel. Apparently the Baseball Hall of Fame museum was about an hour away, and there was a brewery too in the two.

One of them win/win situations.
So, after breakfast we get in the car and program the sat nave to take us to Cooperstown.
The sat nav clearly is getting bored, so takes us via side roads and mountain tracks the 60 miles until we enter the quit town. And thanks to a mistake Cooperstown is now baseball central, as not only is the hall of Fame Museum there, but there are two or three bat shops, many mechanising shops and other related places.

I like baseball, and know little of its history, so it was an eye opener for me, but three floors was perhaps a little too much. I watched the game first whilst on det in the US in 1996 and 1999, and the first aim was to see an actual home run. Fast forwards to 2003, and I was on holiday in New England, walk into a restaurant in Rockport to find all the staff running out to look at the TV as the Red Sox and Yankee’s bullpens were fighting with each other in their league playoff game.

I was in Boston that trip to, as the Red Sox fought to level the series to three games each, and in order to watch the seventh game, I had to get a taxi to Gloucester to a bar as Rockport was a dry town back then. The Red Sox lost that game, but would prevail the next year.
Thing is I though that football (soccer) had the monopoly in being passionate about our sport, but to be in Boston during playoffs against the Yankees it was easy to get caught up in the excitement.

I also learned then about the infamous “curse of the bambino”, said upon is trade from the Red Sox to the Yankees, Babe Ruth said the Sox would never win another World Series, and indeed they didn’t. I learned the Sox had come close a few times to winning, sometimes managing to lose the World Series from apparent impossible positions.

They did triumph in 2004, coming back from 3-0 down in the ALCS series to win 4-3, then win the World series 4-0, thus becoming the first team to win eight post season games in a row.

That’s the way to beat the curse!
Ruth is an interesting character and story, and a story lost in legend. But he did most of what was claimed, and I learned today he wasn’t just a slugger, but a great pitcher too. Just not a nice guy.

The museum is great, I mean really well done, and a shrine to America’s Pastime, with a window on a lost world of wooden stadium, spitballers, sluggers and racially segregated sport.

I looked at the Babe Ruth display and left, rejoining Jools outside. We go to a corner café to have lunch, a bowl of chili for me, which might have been the best chili I have ever tasted.
I snap the Main Street, and with the rain staring to fall, we decide to head home. And the sat nav took us down even more obscure roads and tracks, taking us over the tops of wooded hills and mountains rather than round them.

We were going to go to the “world’s largest kaleidoscope” but really this was an excuse for something to do, and something we probably could do with not going to see. So we go back to the hotel for a coffee, and a relaxing afternoon. While outside hail and then wet snow began to fall.
Date: 2018-11-24 14:00:50



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