Negative space
You've seen this ...
And this ...
The mind has a wonderful way of filling negative space with meaning. The white area in the first painting is obviously a head. You can usually read sentences composed of words from which all the vowels have been removed. Music is as much about what isn't there as what is.
Ditto baseball.
It occurred to me last night as I watched a good deal of the World Series in a bar on a TV with no sound that it's the space between the pitches that makes baseball special. If you look away -- to watch a basketball game, for example -- and only look back for the pitch, it's like you've missed half the fun.
Some people call that the boring part.
I understand that. I don't happen to find it boring.
You're not easily bored.
No. But I will say this: There are some pitchers who take waaay too long between pitches, and that becomes an annoyance. There's a balance needed.
Plus, it's way better with the sound up.
Yes it is.
And good announcers. I love Gary, Ron and Keith.
Who doesn't?
Go Sox. Turns out I was rooting for them all the time, if for no other reason than Shane Victorino looks just like my friend Adam from Peter McManus. Also noteworthy is the retirement of Tim McCarver, at age 72, from the announcing booth. Years ago, McCarver was the Mets color guy and one of the best baseball announcers around. Then, as happens to some of us but not me, he became fuller and fuller of himself. At a certain point it seemed like he just became a bit too pleased to be Tim McCarver, and it made me dislike his broadcasts.
Or at least like them less. The guy really knew what he was talking about. There will no doubt be a slew of goodbye columns devoted to McCarver in the coming days. Here's one.
Adios, Campagnolo.
Ditto baseball.
It occurred to me last night as I watched a good deal of the World Series in a bar on a TV with no sound that it's the space between the pitches that makes baseball special. If you look away -- to watch a basketball game, for example -- and only look back for the pitch, it's like you've missed half the fun.
Some people call that the boring part.
I understand that. I don't happen to find it boring.
You're not easily bored.
No. But I will say this: There are some pitchers who take waaay too long between pitches, and that becomes an annoyance. There's a balance needed.
Plus, it's way better with the sound up.
Yes it is.
And good announcers. I love Gary, Ron and Keith.
Who doesn't?
Go Sox. Turns out I was rooting for them all the time, if for no other reason than Shane Victorino looks just like my friend Adam from Peter McManus. Also noteworthy is the retirement of Tim McCarver, at age 72, from the announcing booth. Years ago, McCarver was the Mets color guy and one of the best baseball announcers around. Then, as happens to some of us but not me, he became fuller and fuller of himself. At a certain point it seemed like he just became a bit too pleased to be Tim McCarver, and it made me dislike his broadcasts.
Or at least like them less. The guy really knew what he was talking about. There will no doubt be a slew of goodbye columns devoted to McCarver in the coming days. Here's one.
Adios, Campagnolo.
posted by Geoffrey at 6:39 AM
1 Comments:
McCarver.....hmmmm...he even put out an album. "McCarver Sings Selections from the American Songbook". What's up with that.
-lunatic
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