Friday, September 28, 2012

Two Baseball Stories, Two Different Endings, One Lesson

Today I have two baseball stories to write about. Right up my husband's alley. The stories are as unique as they can be with respect to each other, yet they have something in common that binds them at the very heart.

If you have been alive for the last 35 years, or if you watch a lot of old movies on TV, you may recall the classic movie A League of Their Own. My husband watches this movie every time he is flipping channels and sees it on. It came out in 1992, just as the Reagan-Bush era was coming to a close and the Clinton era was about to set in. The story is about the Women's Professional Baseball League that sprang up in the 1940s as a substitute for the men's leagues. Since the men went off to war abroad, the women baseball players were supposed to be a distraction for Americans at home.

Before getting to the substance of the movie, let me make a few observations and comments abut the movie's externals -- namely actors and locations for filming. With a quick mathematical calculation, one can figure out that the 20th anniversary of the film is this year. Ah, yes... Rosie, Madge, Geena, Lori, and Tom were all 20 years younger back then -- even younger when the filming was actually taking place. Where are they now?

In the decades since the movie came out, Rosie also came out. She announced "I'm a dyke," married her girlfriend, adopted kids, got booted from "The View," divorced her girlfriend, had a show on OWN for a few months before cancellation, secretly married a new girlfriend, and recently had a heart attack. She also had a very high-profile spat with Donald Trump a few years ago.

What about Madge? See my earlier expose.

And what of Heart-throb Hanks? After League, he charmed us all as a single Seattle dad, entertained the world as the unforgettable Forest Gump (another movie that my husband watches every time he sees it on), tore our hearts out as the heroic gay lawyer in Philadelphia, captured the essence of an American astronaut hero in Apollo 13, and portrayed the agnostic writer-turned-action-hero in Dan Brown's anti-Catholic pro-Mason series of books-made-into-movies. Hanks also came out -- as a flaming liberal in Hollywood's "progressive" cesspool.

What about Geena and Lori? No subsequent starring roles to speak of, at least that I can say I saw firsthand. They dropped off the face of the Hollywood globe. (I recently listened to Petty read one of Janet Evanovich's first books in the Stephanie Plum series, and I was not impressed when compared to the one who reads them now.)

The first point about the movie A League of Their Own that I want to make is with regard to a scene near the end of the movie. It's where Davis' character (Dottie) is preparing to leave the team after her husband returns from war and she realizes how much she misses him and home. Hanks' character (Jimmy Dugan), the rumpled manager who was a former baseball star pushes Dottie on why she is leaving.

"It's too hard," she says.

"It's supposed to be hard," says Dugan. "If it wasn't hard, everyone would do it. The hard is what makes it great."

Scene where Dottie is leaving


Now, if you did not watch that video clip, go back and do it now (ahem, Mom). The reason I say that is not just because of the dialogue, but because I want you to notice the background -- the car across the street where the mechanic is flanked by two young women. This scene was filmed in my hometown (see for yourself) and those two women are my sister and my sister-in-law!

This is the scene...

Close-up of backgrounders.

 Both of these beautiful relatives of mine know the true meaning of "hard is what makes it great," especially Sister-in-law. She is due to give birth to her and my brother's first child in less than two weeks, after 18 years of marriage. They are blessed, and so are we!

[Bonus material: In case you are interested, here is some footage from the local TV station that was on the scene during the filming of the movie in 1991.]

WFIE Behind-the-Scenes Footage



Back to the second baseball story that I read this morning. It is a story that most likely only Catholics will "get," and even then only SOME Catholics.

"It's supposed to be hard. If it wasn't hard, everyone would do it. The hard is what makes it great."

This story is about a man we'll call Matthew. This young man was an outstanding baseball player in high school, so much so that he was drafted by the Oakland A's (the team that was featured in the baseball movie Moneyball a few years ago). Matthew started off in the minor league, and was working his way up the ranks when "tragedy" struck. Matthew was struck by a pitch that broke a bone in his wrist, sidelining him indefinitely. Although he was supposed to be out only six weeks, his injury was slow to heal.

"It's supposed to be hard. If it wasn't hard, everyone would do it. The hard is what makes it great."

Now, injury certainly is not unique to Matthew as an athlete. Many have exited promising careers due to something happening to their bodies or minds. What makes Matthew different is that during the time he was sidelined, he discovered that what he thought was his calling in life was not God's calling.

In our first story, we saw Dottie Hinson, a wife who was missing her soldier husband. She immersed herself in baseball, but she always knew it was not her passion, her career. When her husband returned, she realized what was important to her -- being with her husband who had been injured in battle. But she also realized that she had made a commitment to the team, and that leaving just before the World Series was not fair to them or to herself. She DID love baseball, but fully understood that there was more to life than baseball and adoring fans. She wanted the love of her husband and her family. Dottie played only that one year in the women's league.

So what of Matthew? What did he realize with regard to baseball and his injury and the meaning of life? Matthew realized that God was calling him to a new life. He was called to join the Norbertine order of priests. That's easier to pronounce than their actual name: Praemonstratension Fathers, initials O.Praem.

So who is this man I have called Matthew? His birth name is Grant Desme, and his assigned religious name is (Brother) Frater Matthew. In one of the most moving vocation pieces I have ever read, the story of Grant becoming Matthew will knock your stocks of.


Here is one excerpt from the Jeff Passan piece on Yahoo! describing Grant-Matthew's decision to leave baseball. The entire piece is a must-read.
It was easy to look at Grant Desme and think he was crazy, for leaving behind the sport, the riches, the lifestyle, the family, the wife, the kids, the spoils of the bubble in which athletes live, giving that up for the same day, every day, forever. He needed to trust. God hadn't spoken to him, not one-on-one. He doesn't call like that. It's more an emptiness that only something bigger can fulfill, even if that something still has questions.
Baseball wasn't big enough. St. Michael's [Abbey] was.

The first phone call went to Billy Beane. It was less than a month before Grant Desme needed to report to spring training, and he was about to call one of the most powerful men in the game to which he dedicated his life – the person Brad Pitt would portray in the "Moneyball" movie – and tell him he was quitting to spend the next decade becoming a priest.
And it was then he knew this was the right choice.
Because he wasn't nervous. No jitters, no anxiety. Just 10 digits to freedom.
Passan captures the story with amazing clarity. I am amazed at how he describes the calling that Grant heard and felt in his inner being. I am moved to tears. I have been there -- twice -- feeling the emptiness and the longing for more, and the call to give religious life a try. Lucky for me, I found my answer in my husband. Leaving the single life and my job at home to move to a new state and get married was not easy, but I have no regrets.

"It's supposed to be hard. If it wasn't hard, everyone would do it. The hard is what makes it great."

Grant DID love baseball, but fully understood that there was more to life than baseball and adoring fans. He wanted the love of God and a mission. Grant played only that short time in the minor league. Now he plays for God.
 
This piece could go on and on. But I will end with this inspiring video from St. Michael Abbey, the Norbertine order where Frater Matthew now resides and learns and grows. Maybe some day I will meet him. He and his confreres are definitely in a league of their own.


"It's supposed to be hard. If it wasn't hard, everyone would do it. The hard is what makes it great."

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Thursday, September 27, 2012

11-year-old Impregnated by Mother's Piece-of-Trash Now-Dead Boyfriend

I have another blog where I post stories and lawyers and court cases, so when I saw this story I thought it might be something for my Esquire Treats readers. As I read the post that this woman wrote about the case, I was thinking, Yes, this is worth exploring and finding out more about the situation. Then I got to the last line, and was shocked at what this woman was leading up to. See for yourself:
When it turns out your 11-year-old daughter is pregnant and your middle-aged boyfriend suddenly disappears, it doesn't take a genius to put two and two together. But then the boyfriend saves you the trouble by calling you and apologizing for knocking up your 11-year-old kid.
And it gets worse. The man, Gregory Johns, then robs a couple at knife-point. There, he reportedly leaves a note also apologizing to the 11-year-old girl for sexually assaulting her.
And it gets worse. Then the guy breaks into the home of an elderly woman, and allegedly gags her and ties her up for 12 hours. He also calls his girlfriend and tells her that the cops will have to kill him before he goes back to jail. Oh yes, did I mention? He'd been in jail 10 times already -- on charges ranging from aggravated assault to armed robbery.
Eventually, the dude holes up in a hotel in Florida, where the cops find him. He reportedly comes out of the bathroom with a knife in hand, threatens the police, and they fatally shoot him.
While we're all pondering why this mother let her 11-year-old girl around her criminal boyfriend (because this is no doubt what everyone will focus on), let's consider some other facts: We now reportedly have an 11-year-old girl impregnated by her mother's dead middle-aged boyfriend. Who is going to say this is a blessing?
I hope the mother does what is right for this little girl for a change and that does not include forcing her to have her dead criminal boyfriend's baby.

Did your mouth drop open like mine did? There are so many things wrong with that last sentence, not the least of which is whose choice is it? And even more so, what business is it of Kiri Blakely (who write the story) to suggest that an 11-year-old have an abortion just because her mother's boyfriend was a piece of trash? What did that baby inside the 11-year-old do to earn death?

If the mother of the 11-year-old and the child herself decide that the 11-year-old cannot or should not take care of a child, or if they simply do not want to raise a child, or if they think the child will be a reminder of the scumbag biological father and/or the way the 11-year-old became pregnant, there are millions of couples out there who would give anything to adopt that child. Having an abortion will not make all of those horrific facts go away.

To suggest that the mother would be "forcing" her daughter to have the baby is preposterous. Pregnancy means you are carrying a child, a human being. Birth is the natural and Christlike thing to do. Forcing her to have an abortion, or even suggesting it, indicates that the 11-year-old or the child growing inside her did something wrong. The fact that the child was conceived by rape is NOT determinative of who the baby will be or the person that child will grow up to be.

Last month I wrote about the 9-year-old and the 5-year-old girls who had babies. That posting was meant to illustrate that abortion is not the answer to every questionable pregnancy. Sadly, it is no longer a last resort even. For people like Kiri Blakely, it is the first resort.


Tuesday, September 25, 2012

Madonna Exposes Herself for Obama

I have long been opposed to movie stars and musicians and other celebrities using their celebrity status to promote their political views. Sure, they have the right to free speech. But when you consider that there are people who would do whatever some of these "stars" say without assessing whether it is good or bad for them personally, it is reminiscent of those who promoted Hitler and Chavez and Kim Jong Il and other dictators.

Last night at the Verizon Center in Washington, D.C., Madonna appeared in concert. Remember her? She used to be famous for her cutting-edge songs in the 1980s. She was never one of my favorites, but she knew how to capture an audience with her voice back then. Sure, she as over the top in some of her garb and her antics, but she was young and that was how she got away with it.

Now, in 2012, this woman in her 6th decade of life is famous because she is an old lost soul who goes around the world trying to shock people by exposing her nipple (Turkey) and flashing bare buttocks (Italy) and then both of these private areas (France). She is nothing less than a porn star now. Recently she was even called a "slut" by the Russian deputy prime minister, which I am sure she ate up for the sake of publicity.

Apparently Madonna's talent cannot support her any longer. Indeed, when you watch the videos of her nowadays and turn off the sound, she really looks pathetic up there on stage, kicking and flailing and flexing and exposing herself. She can still make people laugh -- only now they laugh at her now, rather than with her.

A search just now on You Tube of "Madonna Verizon Center" reveals numerous video postings from the concert she did there on September 23. This screen shot shows that, of the 6 videos that you can see listed on the screen here, all posted 23 hours ago (almost a full day), there was 1 view of 1 video. That's it.



So, back to celebrities pushing their politics on the just-been-flashed. At some of her recent concerts, including the Verizon Center stints, Madonna painted "OBAMA" on her body. Then, last night, in profanity laced interludes, she told the audience to go out and "f--king vote for Obama." Then as she stripped off her shirt, she made the threat that if Obama wins re-election she will strip naked onstage. God forbid we have to endure a 54 year-old has-been trying to appear relevant by exposing her equally irrelevant body.


And isn't that just what we need for this country? An election based on horny men and women who vote for a candidate so that they can see a 54-year-old has-been pop star expose her pitiful, desperate self to non-Americans around the world.

Madonna is a sad woman, hurting inside from self-loathing. Why else would she want everyone else to be as miserable as she is?

And to think there are two precious, adopted children from Africa who call her "Mom." Sadly, they will never know the greatness of America while she runs their lives.



Please Pray That These People Do Not Vote!

I am Catholic. I vote. I try to be informed. I do not know if any of these people interviewed by Howard Sterns' staff are Catholic, but they are certainly not informed. And I dearly hope and pray that they are not voters on November 6!



Share this video. It is important to get the word out that clueless people vote for Obama!!

Hopefully these and other clueless people will not be informed enough to get to the voting booth on November 6!


Monday, September 24, 2012

Obama Loses Flag Desecration

It's gone. Just like that. Mysteriously. The desecrated flag poster is missing from the Obama store.


This is what the website showed last week...

But when you click on the webpage link now you see this:

...and this is what you get now when you go to the web page.


Perhaps, for once, they realized the error of their ways. I'll check back later and see if they reinstate it....


Sunday, September 23, 2012

Pandas, Abortion, Dodos and Extinction

I am not a FONZ, but even if I was, I would not be all bent out of shape over the events of the past week.

FONZ stands for Friend Of the National Zoo. They and millions of others throughout the world have been excitedly watching the National Zoo's panda cam over the last week. That's because last Sunday, the Giant Panda Mei Xiang gave birth to a baby.


Mei Xiang
Over the many years that I have lived in the Washington, D.C. area, there has always been much ado about pandas. The Chinese loan the adult giant pandas to the Zoo for a certain number of years, and then we have to send them home to China again when their time is up. At one point a number of years ago there were two panda babies born here, and they lived here for a few years before they were sent back to the "mother land."

A baby panda -- not the one born last week.
Then the news came out this morning that the panda baby had died.

My first thought when I saw all the stories and the grieving over this 100 gram panda baby was that I wish people would pay that much attention to the human babies that die every day from abortion. Then I spotted this comment to an ABC news story on Yahoo!

8users liked this comment17users disliked this comment
Dave 6 hrs ago
At least the cub wasn't aborted, it actually lived a week.
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  • 2users liked this comment1users disliked this comment
  • April C 6 hrs ago
    They wouldn't abort the cub since Pandas are an endangered species. Humans, however, are not.

"They wouldn't abort the cub since Pandas are an endangered species. Humans, however, are not."

"They wouldn't abort the cub since Pandas are an endangered species. Humans, however, are not."

"They wouldn't abort the cub since Pandas are an endangered species. Humans, however, are not."

"They wouldn't abort the cub since Pandas are an endangered species. Humans, however, are not."

God in Heaven, please send your Spirit on April and the two who "liked" her comment. It is a truly sad statement when a woman says that it is all right to kill a human baby since humans are not an endangered species. Saddest of all is that April's comment probably makes sense to millions of women -- and men -- who are of the same mindset.

Is this what we have come to in this country? Is being on the brink of extinction what it will take before abortion advocates finally come around to wanting to protect and save human life at all stages?

As a friend pointed out recently, if there is anything good about the support that liberals have for abortion it is that they will some day abort themselves out of existence. When they get to the point that they are an endangered species, maybe then they will see the error of their ways. I hope by then it is too late. Extinction can be a good thing. The first dodos went that route. It's time for the second batch to follow suit.

 

Obama and the Blood on His Hands

Last week when I saw the story of Obama and the new desecrated flag poster that he is selling, the ragged red stripes on the flag reminded me of something. I could not place it, but I an uneasy feeling about. it. Now I know what it resembled. Days earlier, I had seen the image of blood left behind by Americans in Libya at the embassy where our U.S. Ambassador and three others died.


Someone else also saw the resemblance also, and the stark similarity in the images above is drawing much attention. Why was there little or no protection for our Ambassador?

Obama's new flag -- a symbol for the blood on his hands?