I haven't blogged much lately, because if I have something of micro-importance to say, I can say it on Facebook. While it has been a really nice summer, there have not been a lot of EVENTS. Well today, we are going to Isaac's first baseball game. His soon-to-be-beloved Dodgers are taking on the soon-to-be-pitied Giants. We don't hate the Giants, because you can really only hate what's dangerous.

So yesterday, I got Ike his first little baseball mitt. It is a Dwight Gooden model, which I just think is really funny somehow. "Hey kid, you could grow up to be just like Dwight Gooden!" Maybe Taiwan (where the glove was made) doesn't have any access to news post-1985?

Seeing as how he is 2 and a half feet tall when standing and cannot actually stand on his own, he won't really get to use the glove much in the context of a baseball game. So this one in some way doesn't count as his first baseball glove. My first baseball glove that I used to play baseball was a Steve Garvey model. And my dad's was a Mickey Mantle, I think. So to recap for those less familiar with the greats of the game:

1950's role model - A wunderkind that continued his greatness through a hall-of-fame career; one of the 5 or 10 best baseball players ever. Also a major alcoholic that ruined his life and his family.

1980's role model - A pretty good player with great hair. Imagine Ronald Reagan playing first base. Now imagine him fathering children by women not his wife in cities all around America.

2000's role model - Another wunderkind. Age 19&20, he comes out of nowhere and immediately pitches some of the best seasons in the history of the game. Succumbs repeatedly to cocaine addiction and spends significant time in jail.

I hope Isaac loves baseball, but I hope he'll look for his role models somewhere else.