Last night I went home from Harbor Park disappointed that the home opener was rained out. Of course as we know this was the Devil’s work, which made tonight a better night. The day at the hospital was a bit sporty and I didn’t get out until late because one of my attending physicians in one of my ICUs asked me to stay until a crisis was over. This meant patently that I did not arrive at Harbor Park until the bottom of the 3rd inning, but my seat in section 102, row B seat 2 was waiting for somewhat slimmer ass to take its seat. The usher now knows me and was ready, my next door season ticket holder, Barry had his scorecard on his lap and was able to quickly get me up to speed.
The weather, except for a brief shower in the bottom of the 5th was great. 68 degrees at game time and clear with winds 10 miles an hour blowing from right to left.
It was a great game. The Tides are definitely a different club than last year. Our starting pitcher, Jason Berken threw 7 scoreless innings giving up 4 hits with 3 strike outs. Reliever, Ross Wolf finished the game just giving up 1 hit. The Tides hitters are way above last year. They scored 4 runs in the top of the sixth taking advantage of an error by Charlotte First Baseman Andy Phillips one what should have been an inning ending pop-foul to the first base side which allowed Tides 3rd Baseman Mike Costanzo to score from third. Two more runs on deeply hit balls to center gave the Tides two more runs. The Tides are now 7-4 and play Charlotte tomorrow afternoon. The Devil tried to interfere in the bottom of the 5th with a brief rain shower, but the game went on, the Deity Herself granting us fair weather the rest of the game to vanquish the Knights.
As I said my day was interesting. Our young patient was stabilized, at least for the time being. At the same time today was one of those days where something tragic ended well. We had a woman about my age with a particularly virulent form of Cancer which moved quite quickly. She passed away today in our ICU with her family at her bedside, Her wishes were honored and as Monsignor Fred and I said the prayers for the dying at her bedside and walked out of the room she gave up the ghost. It was, what used to be called, a “good Christian death.” The woman was attended to by a loving family which included her parents, husband, sisters and children. There was not a time when she woke up that she did not see at least one family member by her side. Her nurses and physicians as well as others who had attended to her over the past several months paid their respects. The woman was a saint. She endured suffering with grace and patently accepted the fact that her earthly life was coming to an end. When the end came she was surrounded by her family who had so patiently and lovingly stood with her. We were all graced by her life and her faith, which was living and real. I pray God’s peace to be with her family and blessing upon those who attended to her.
Lord knows what tomorrow brings. However this I know, that God still loves us and that “heaven’s gift to mortals” the game of Baseball will go on.
Peace and blessings, Steve+