Bet’cha didn’t know this one either

Continuing our birthdays of old-time baseball players series…

Yankee legend Joe DiMaggio was born on this day in 1914. He played from 1936-1951, and “God” doesn’t even begin to describe what Joe was for another half century after he retired.

For the record, his final game was Game Six of the 1951 World Series.

Joe walked away from the game when he was 36 years old. With three years of MLB time lost to his service in World War II, he played only 13 seasons. Won a championship in nine of them.

His protege (of sorts), Mickey Mantle, was playing in his first World Series in ‘51. (He was injured in Game Two and watched the rest of the Series from a hospital bed.) The Mick played his last game in 1968, several years after the end of the Yankee Dynasty that lasted a more than a generation.

We generally think of the Mantle as hanging on “too long.” In his final years he was at best an average player. How old was he in his last game?

Thirty-six.

As a matter of fact he was 22 days shy of Birthday 37. DiMaggio? The man who retired early? He was 46 days short of of that same birthday.

Bet’cha never realized that one!

Somehow I never knew this

Heard this one on Saturday but still can’t get over it.

(In the parlance of our times, “I was today years old when…)

This past Saturday would have been baseball legend Stan Musial’s 100th birthday. He was born in the small town of Donora, Pennsylvania, on November 21, 1920.

That was pretty cool to find out.

I looked into other celebrity birthdays.

Ken Griffey Jr. was turning 51.

That was cool. (Though a little disturbing to realize that I used to think 51 was “old.”)

Junior’s place of birth?

Donora, Pennsylvania.

Whoa.

This is a match made in chocolate heaven

The best Tweet I’ve seen on any topic in recent weeks went something like this…

The year 2020 has been God awful and nothing that happens now could change tha–

And then there was a picture of the new hot chocolate flavor from our friends at Swiss Miss…

Lucky Charms Hot Chocolate.

Lucky… Charms… Hot… Chocolate.

This might not exactly rescue 2020, but it’s a step in the right direction.

I didn’t want this Tiger looking so human

From April 15, 2019…

Funny how Tiger and I still aren’t that different. He’s still just a little bit older than I am, and he has kids and a bad hairline just like me.

He can make a 10 on a Par 3 like me too.

Dang. I didn’t want to relate to you that much, Tiger.

Still, you know what they say: A bad day at (watching) golf…

When I was a kid this was a day off from school

Things were different when I was a kid.

Have I now reached the age at which I can begin remarks with “when I was a kid…”?

And sometimes I get confused about which holidays of my youth really are still holidays.

Veterans Day? Columbus Day?

Remember when people still called it Washington’s Birthday?

I guess these days I’d take an actual celebration of pretty much any holiday, no?

Forever fall

Seventy degrees in the forecast today. Sun. Leaves falling gently to the ground. Cool evenings. Good sleeping weather.

Sweater weather.

Is there a way we can travel the world and experience perpetual fall, like an autumnal version of The Endless Summer?

Just let it be fall forever.