TOYS AND GAMES: Lobstah, Rousey, Coffee, Fenway Park

When in Rome, do as the Romans, right?

Food translation: When in certain regions of the country, eat the food they are famous for. In other words, eat Mexican food in the Southwest, red meat in the Midwest, etc. Which brings me to New England.

Lobster RollFollowing my theory for making the right choice when dining out on the road, I chose to order a lobster roll while in Newton, Mass., just  outside of Boston.

Basically that bad boy came fully loaded with “lobstah,” no filler, and little mayonnaise. I’m still tearing up thinking about that roll.

 

Ronda Rousey’s legend continues to grow after she took care of business Saturday night with a TKO win over Bethe Correia in the main event of UFC 190 in Rio de Janeiro. Now everybody wants to know who Rousey’s next opponent will be. May I suggest she go to D.C. and begin with a line of opponents from the Senate. After she finishes whipping ass there, move on to the House of Representatives. I would pay to watch this, though I’ve got to admit it has a Christians vs. Lions sort of appeal.

 

Coffee brings a wealth of healthy benefits to coffee drinkers according to a butt load of studies. However, now they’re saying that those whose consumption is greater than a cup or two a day have a greater risk of Mild Cognitive Impairment.

It appears I’m in trouble.

 

Heard inside the Fenway Park press box dining area when a touring father walked his young son around the facility:

“Look.” The boy pointed to the snack machine.

The father rolled his eyes: “We go to Fenway Park and that’s what he loves, the snack machine.”

Obviously unmoved by his father’s sarcasm, the boy observed: “I love snacks.”

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TOYS AND GAMES: Wiffle Ball Rocks

The late Wally Richardson of Columbus, Georgia, was the most devout Wiffle® ball enthusiast I’ve met.

“Jolly Wally” worked for the PTL Club during its heyday and traveled nowhere without his beloved Wiffle® ball bats – “The White Whale” and “The Yellow Snail.”

When Richardson discussed his knuckleball his voice adopted a tone of reverence: “To watch my knuckler come over the horizon in the morning is a thing of beauty.”

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The Wiffle® ball

Fact is, everybody’s junk is better with a Wiffle® ball. That’s half the attraction of the game. Kind of like playing basketball on an 8-foot goal and being able to dunk.

How many times have you played Wiffle® ball and thought how your Wiffle® ball stuff would buckle Mike Trout’s knees? Like, Maddux never broke off a curve like this.

Charles Kettering had nothing to do with the invention of the Wiffle® ball, even though its simplicity made it a brilliant discovery.

David Mullany of Shelton, Connecticut dreamed up Wiffle®ball in 1953 after witnessing  his 13-year-old son and a friend playing baseball in their backyard using a plastic golf ball and a broom handle. Mullany, who had played college baseball, knew he’d have something if he could harness a ball that would curve.

After some trial and error, the Wiffle® ball was born.

Since then Wiffle® ball has somehow managed to span the generations. Youths and adults alike still enjoy the game.

In hindsight, Jolly Wally was a visionary. Whether it was through tea leaves or Tarot cards, he foresaw the day he could pull his car into any city in the United States and have a Wiffle® ball game. He wasn’t far off.

Today there are Wiffle® ball associations and tournaments  everywhere. You can play the game in some organized fashion in all 50 states. If you chose to, you could even play in a Wiffle® ball tournament every Saturday in the summer.

I’ve just got to believe that somewhere in the great hereafter Jolly Wally is wagging his beloved White Whale with a smile.

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