The Best

My beloved Rays just beat the Hated New York Yankees two nights in a row, and are now five games up in the American League East, and far-and-away the best team in baseball.  No one else is even close.  The Rays’ 30-11 start is better than any team in fifteen years. Off to Houston, where they should have no trouble against the Astros.  If there is going to be inter-league play (and there shouldn’t be; it’s an abomination), I’m glad we aren’t up against Philadelphia.

Performance Enhancement

I am upset by an article in today’s paper describing cyclist Floyd Landis’s admission that he used performance-enhancing drugs during his 2006 Tour de France win.  (He lost the title upon being accused, but denied the charges until now.)  Worse, he implicates several other cyclists in the scandal, including Lance Armstrong.  After recently reading up on baseball stars Barry Bonds and Manny Ramirez, I cannot help but wonder if there are any top-level athletes in America who do not cheat.

That said, if someone makes performance-enhancing drugs for writers, the authors of the aforementioned article might want to look into it.  Consider the following paragraph:

Landis provided detailed information about his own doping practices, saying he consistently used the blood-booster EPO to increase his endurance, testosterone, human growth hormone and blood transfusions.

I am surprised that the big league New York Times editors didn’t spot the blunder.  Had they taken Professor McCrea’s Advanced Exposition course, they would know that the last item in a series should always be the longest.  As it stands, the sentence seems to say that EPO increased Landis’ endurance and testosterone.  Here’s how the sentence ought to look:

Landis provided detailed information about his own doping practices, saying he consistently used testosterone, blood transfusions, human growth hormone, and the blood-booster EPO to increase his endurance.

Even that, however, might not be enough, since one might now infer that all those items contributed to Landis’s increased endurance, when, in fact, only EPO was responsible.  I would take the last element in that series and write it like this:

…and the blood booster EPO, which increases endurance.

That’s better.

Rare Perfection

Baseball is an old game.  Men have been playing it for hundreds of years, and playing it professionally for more than a hundred.  Well over two thousand Major League games are played each season (counting  post-season play, the number is closer to 2,500).  Still, since 1880 there have been fewer than twenty perfect games.  The most popular way to put this feat in perspective is to point out that more Americans have traveled to the moon than thrown a perfect game.  It is an indescribably difficult task for a pitcher: allow no opposing batter to reach base, period.  Sometimes a decade will pass between one perfect game and the next.  Last year, my beloved Rays lost a perfect game to Chicago’s Mark Buerhle.  Yesterday, they lost a perfect game to Oakland’s Dallas Braden.  The Rays are the best team in baseball right now, and have only lost three or so times on the road all season.  Dallas Braden earned that perfect game.  Watch some clips.

Lost in the Flood

The flooding Cumberland River has caused terrible destruction in Nashville.  The water is several feet high at the door of the Grand Ole Opry, and LP Field, home of the Tennessee Titans, looks ready to stage mock sea battles.  The Opryland Hotel looks ruined.  (The Tennessean has a gallery of images on its website, though I couldn’t get it to work in Firefox.)  Today I see that the Schermerhorn Symphony Center has been added to the list of damaged buildings.  This is a pity, because of all the recent concert halls built in the United States, the Schermerhorn is one of the few I find aesthetically appealing.  Walt Disney Concert Hall in Los Angeles is a masterpiece, of course, but Verizon Hall in Philadelphia is ugly, and, apparently, acoustically flawed.  Other halls constructed in recent decades seem to aim for the appearance of modern, but instead look bland and soulless.  Schermerhorn Hall, on the other hand, is unashamedly neoclassical.  The architects must have recognized that a hundred years from now, when the trendy glass and steel boxes commonly built today are all torn down, columns and sculpture-adorned pediments will look as handsome as ever.

Sadly, Schermerhorn Hall, with its classic box shape and interior windows like the Musikverein, will now have to go extensive restoration.  The flood waters destroyed the organ console and pump, and trashed two Steinways in the basement.  Something has me confused, however: I know there probably wasn’t any way to move the organ’s mechanical equipment from the basement, but I am certain that the organ console could have been lifted onto the stage.  And, surely the pianos could have been brought up to the stage on an elevator, as well.  Why didn’t anybody think of that?

Tonight Is Ladies’ Night

Ladies' Night Is Hilarious Or not.