Monday, Monday

I find that I am not at all interested in the All Star Game. It's a meaningless snooze under the best of circumstances. If the Giants had more than one participant I might work up enough enthusiasm to bust away from stripping the deck to watch an inning or two. Then again, probably not.

I loved the original Home Run Derby TV show they had in the 60's. Of course, I was 9 years old at the time. This lash up they run now is as stale and uninteresting as the parade of pastels and clever little wines up in the corporate boxes. Let's add some spice. The contestants not only have to hit a home run but they have to go into the stands and fight the memorabilia dealers for the ball. If they hit one into the cove, they should have to swim out and fetch the ball then jump on a unicycle and pedal around the park. They could seed the water with sharks for an extra challenge.

I wonder if they will pad the ball dude roster with all stars as well. They could bring in movie stars who have portrayed baseball players. Kevin Costner must have 30 baseball movies under his belt. He could be one. John Goodman did the worst imitation of a ball player since Anthony Perkins. That should be enough to nab a spot on the little stool. Robert Redford is over a 100 years old. He seems ideal. Tony Danza!!!

I caught about 30 seconds of the Futures Game and saw Brian Bocock actually draw a walk. In all the excitement he must have forgotten that he is a Giants farm hand.

What are the chances Seligula will crash the Jay-Z party? Bud seems terminally stiff but maybe that's just his public persona. A couple of belts and he could be dancing on the bar in his tighty whites. You never know.