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4/3/17: Opening day at Citifield….rumor has it that several Dogs requested access to the game….

….and were hired IMMEDIATELY to fill several service & security positions which are crucial to the safety of Citifield patrons, employees & management personnel….(Yes. Dogs KNOW how to get the job done!)….

*****”WHO LET THE DOGS OUT?”!?!?*****

….As for the game, the Mets let THOR & DUDA out!….6s and 7s….

….Great Spirit of Baseball Yogi asked the “Boss” to go to the Field of Dreams Mets’ Opening Day yesterday, and the “Boss” accepted the invitation on the grounds that Yogi accept his invitation to apply for the position of Co-Manager of the Field of Dreams Yankees (Casey Stengel has been waiting for a like-minded Co-Manager)….

….Yogi replied: I already was the Manager, which means that….it ain’t over till it’s over….The “Boss” replied, “Is that the first time you’ve ever said that?”….

….Yogi: No. But before I said it, millions of people said that I said it….

….The “Boss” enjoyed the game yesterday, even though the Mets won (Different score than at Citifield Earth).

Respectfully Yours,

Bluefish

 

 

 

 

 

….been almost 11 years….

….Words can’t express the RENAISSANCE that has ELECTRIFIED the Field of Dreams….

….but I’ll try anyway….(Harry Caray’s been letting me know about it….in the form of messages….and now Yogi is too)….

….I’ve NEVER seen a Baseball foul tipped, deflected off of a Catcher’s mask/helmet and propelled into the on deck batter’s helmet ON THE SAME PITCH!….Yogi hadn’t been to the Field of Dreams for very long before that happened….

….Yogi’s from St. Louis….Kansas City’s not very far away (cue in: Missouri)….He went to the Mets because the “Boss” dumped him as the Yankees’ manager before the end of a season….Yogi didn’t go back to Yankee Stadium for about 15 years after that….

….Here’s the MYSTICAL part……….About 10 minutes before that most unusual, extremely RARE pitch, I asked Yogi to give me a sign if he’s watching….(***I’m totally NOT kidding, delusional, OR lying***….I realize that coincidences are very common, but this one was more interesting than the usual ones)….

….For some reason that I can only theorize in terms of Yogi’s recent passing (not long before the Cubs/Mets 2015 NLCS), the Mets went on a torrid, buzz-saw-esque run of lights-out Baseball in the likes of what I’ve never seen them, or maybe any MLB team do in one Playoff series, AND……..(coincidence??)….The Mets player who was the most prolific in that series has the name, “Murphy”….(What did Popeye used to say? “co-inky-denk”)?….

….Who is the G.O.A.T. MLB player in terms of being on the most World Series Championship teams in MLB History?….(co-inky-denk??)….

….What is the name of the most famous “goat” in World History, especially MLB History??….(CO-INKY-DENK!??)….

….Maybe just a couple of famous “goats” BUTTING HEADS in unison to SHAKE, RATTLE & ROLL the Baseball Universe?….OR maybe just a, “co-inky-denk”?….

….In order to break “The curse of the Billy Goat”, “MURPHY”, had to make Playoff History….

….coincidence?….”co-inky-denk”?….OR….ANOTHER “Great Spirit of Baseball”, REVERSING A CURSE?….(Murphy’s been to the Cubs’ opening day EVERY year since he’s arrived at the Field of Dreams….ALWAYS in the luxury box with his favorite can of franks & beans….[no can opener necessary….licking his chops usually by the end of the second inning….can & all nowhere in sight]….

….He and Harry are INSEPARABLE….

….every regular season and Playoff game….

….The Field of Dreams Cubs have been VERY successful….

….Being liberated from material bonds ($$$$), greed and the chains of ruthless business can do wonders for those who Love Baseball….

**The “Boss” hasn’t been going to games at the Field of Dreams since he’s been there, but he’s been invited….**….

….Yogi asks him to go, but maybe the “Boss” just needs some time….

*****I do sincerely APOLOGIZE for the tangent, but words can’t express the RENAISSANCE that has ELECTRIFIED the Field of Dreams for the past 13 years or so*****….(So says Harry & Yogi)….

Sincerely & Respectfully Yours,

Bluefish