HOT DOGS AND BEER

Tonight we're off to watch a baseball game. We'll be getting our 'Red Hots' (original name for hot dogs) and drinking buckets of beer (no decent wine available at baseball matches). Should be fun.

I'm reading Bill Bryson's One Summer America 1927 at the moment.

This is a great read and covers much of what was happening that year and the effect on the world then and repercussions to the present day.

Obviously the Wall Street crash features as does the phenomenon that was Charles Linburgh's flight across the Atlantic and the ridiculous hysteria from the American public that ensued. What is also covered in great detail is the feats of 'Babe' Ruth that year and the back-story leading up to them.
'Babe' Ruth was a freak of nature.

Big, ugly and sometimes athletic he took the baseball world by storm and had a huge following.
 He was a freak in that somehow he had the ability to see the ball coming (at very high speed) and hit it regularly out of the ball park. He was also an accomplished pitcher and fielder being able to play any position better than the incumbents.

He had a hard upbringing being dropped off at an orphanage school at an early age. While not becoming a bully or a twisted bastard he did, by growing up without proper family support, end up lacking in social skills and graces and without a decent sense of what relationships should entail. His 'conquests' of women are legendary if legend can be based on the fact that he was a real slut and f***ed different women almost every night. He wasn't very choosy apparently preferring mainly prostitutes or any one who would 'put out'. They just had to be female of any age, size, attractiveness or intelligence. They were probably likethat girl Katy in the song above ...... "root, root, rooting for the home team"

The media and adoring public treated him like a king.

Just a minute. He reminds me of someone......