Last night The Wife and I betook ourselves to Chase Field...
...where, in the company of a gang from The Day Gig, we observed Jackie Robinson Night, the anniversary of Robinson's debut with the Brooklyn Dodgers in 1947.
Our beloved Diamondbacks were taking on the Chicago Cubs. It was a beautiful night for baseball, and it was great to see 42s on everybody's backs...
(Excuse the lousy cell phone pictures.)
Alas, what we didn't see was much offense from the hometown team. Despite a solid start from pitcher Merrill Kelly and some fine scoring opportunities, the Snakes lost, 2-3 in 10 innings. The Wife's long, discouraging streak as a jinx--the D-bax seem to contrive to lose whenever I talk her into going--annoyingly continues.
That's in the regular season, that is; they did manage to win the preseason game against the Cleveland Guardians to which she took me a couple of weeks ago on my birthday. But I think the last time she's seen a regular-season win was in 2017, when The Kid was with us, and we saw them defeat the Miami Marlins and clinch a playoff spot. The Kid, with me and with friends, has a much better win-lose record.
Anyway, hail Jackie Robinson!
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