The general decline in standards today

[Zombie_61]

In Chicago, you were generally a Cubs or White Sox fan when I was growing up...

That hasn't changed. lol

 

[HudsonHawk]

It must have been tough to live way back when. All of our schools had a gym from K-12.
What di you do on raiy days?!

In elementary school, if it rained, we did some activity in the classroom. In junior high, we just sat around the locker room goofing off. I don't know about high school, as I never took a regular "PE" class. I played baseball so my PE class was baseball practice. When it rained, we threw in the gym.

 

[HudsonHawk]

This is what it's like at baseball games today. They aren't allowed to play music when the ball is actually in play, but between pitches here comes the blasting, annoying, bone-dumb music. Every batter has to have his personal "walk-on music," like he was a WWF rassler, and it's always, *always* some stupid metal-head or hip-hop junk played at skull-crushing volume.

When Adam Dunn was in a slump, he'd have them play "I Ain't As Good As I Once Was". So he at least gets a point for having a sense of humor.

 

[HudsonHawk]

It's still on my Bucket List to see a game at Fenway someday, though.

That was on my list, and I finally got to go a few years ago. Fenway is old and cramped, and you can tell that, as Lizzie says, it was built for a different time...a time when you got off the train, walked into the park, sat down for an hour and a half to watch the game, then got up and left and went back to your day. It wasn't an "event", like it is now. The thing that surprised me most about Fenway was the crowd. I expected a lot of "regulars" who eschewed the theatrics, but they ate it up. It was mostly locals celebrating their first ever trip to a Red Sox game. I'm not sure how I could have ever lived within 200 miles of Boston and *not* gone to Fenway every chance I got.

 

[LizzieMaine]

The hard-boiled fans sit out in the right field grandstand, sections 4 thru 6. You have to turn your head to the left to see home plate -- the seats face left field -- but if you're willing to put up with that you'll get a decent view. This area also has the only remaining wooden-slat seats in the major leagues, dating back to the 1934 renovation. You'll see more fans keeping scorecards in this part of the park than any other.

Most of the pink-hats will be found in the box seats on either side of the infield. Stay out of the bleachers unless you have a high tolerance for frat-boy beer-swilling idiocy.

 

[V.C. Brunswick]

In elementary school, if it rained, we did some activity in the classroom. In junior high, we just sat around the locker room goofing off. I don't know about high school, as I never took a regular "PE" class. I played baseball so my PE class was baseball practice. When it rained, we threw in the gym.

In high school when it rained during PE, we'd be herded into the Lyceum where we'd be shown a grainy documentary film about surfing from the early '70s.

 

[HudsonHawk]

That's where I say, in the RF grandstand, looking out at Pesky's Pole and the left field corner:



In the wooden seats peeling four or five layers of paint:



Sadly, there were a fair number of pink hats as well.

 

[LizzieMaine]

That must've been a while back. Last time I was there they'd finally gotten around to painting those seats.

 

[HudsonHawk]

That must've been a while back. Last time I was there they'd finally gotten around to painting those seats.

It was August 2010. How time flies.

 

[LizzieMaine]

It was August 2010. How time flies.

Since then we've been thru Josh Beckett Will Always Eat Fried Chicken, Bobby Valentine Will Always Be A Buffoon, and Clay Buchholz Will Always Have A Glass Arm. How tempus fugits.

 

[jamespowers]

In high school when it rained during PE, we'd be herded into the Lyceum where we'd be shown a grainy documentary film about surfing from the early '70s.

I would have taken the grainy surfing film over PE any day.

 

[Ernest P Shackleton]

This is what it's like at baseball games today...If you want to go to a damn circus, go to the circus, and leave the ballgame for those of us who can appreciate it.

BRAVO. The whole damn post! Everything has to be a complete, sustained onslaught of stimuli. Personally, I find it exhausting and not very fun (or relaxing). Have you seen a Montreal Canadiens hockey game? The opening fiasco is longwinded and awful. I can't believe anyone sat around to create it AND THEN thought it was a good idea.

 

[Zombie_61]

In high school when it rained during PE, we'd be herded into the Lyceum where we'd be shown a grainy documentary film about surfing from the early '70s.

The elementary school I went to didn't have a gym, so on rainy days they'd herd us into the Kindergarten classroom (because it was the largest) where we'd be "treated" to Laurel and Hardy's The Music Box. If I never see that movie again, it'll be too soon. Otherwise, PE consisted of whatever we chose to do during recess(es), unless you joined the extra-curricular baseball, football, or track teams.

In junior high/middle school (grades seven and eight) the school had a gym, and I remember PE being more structured, i.e. "Today we're going outside to run the track," or "Today we'll be in the gym playing dodgeball." The high school also had a gym, but as I remember it PE was more of a free-for-all; we could choose between playing basketball, football, volleyball, swimming, running track, tennis, or weight training, and most of the time the "instructors" didn't really care what you did or provide much in the way of supervision. The one thing I never understood was that we couldn't use the pool on rainy days, and they never explained why. What, were they afraid we'd get wet? :suspicious:

 

[Matt Crunk]

In high school when it rained during PE, we'd be herded into the Lyceum where we'd be shown a grainy documentary film about surfing from the early '70s.

I remember seeing lots of cheesy old sputtering 16mm films in school. But sometimes we got to see really cool films too - usually in the library. I remember seeing Hitchcock's Psycho for the first time in school, along with To Kill A Mockingbird, and Cahill U.S. Marshal (a very puzzling choice) starring John Wayne, among others. In the art department we saw countless artist documentaries.

 

[Dixie_Amazon]

My 1st grade teacher played this record on rainy days.
[video=youtube_share;af2j59zzX3Q]http://youtu.be/af2j59zzX3Q[/video]

 

[LizzieMaine]

We went outside and had mud fights when it rained. The only time we ever got a special movie was the last day before Christmas vacation, when they'd show a scratchy 16mm of some Fred MacMurray Disney movie. For about five years running it was always "The Shaggy Dog." We got "Son of Flubber" a couple of times too.

I learned how not to splice film from watching my teachers. Masking tape, paper clips. staples, you name it. Even then I felt sorry for that poor projector.

 

[31 Model A]

From what I can conclude, the song did it's job. Didn't see anyone that was obese where as today it's at least, according to polls, 75%. Maybe that's one of the reason they are called, the good ole days!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

My 1st grade teacher played this record on rainy days.
[video=youtube_share;af2j59zzX3Q]http://youtu.be/af2j59zzX3Q[/video]

 

[Zombie_61]

We went outside and had mud fights when it rained...

This reminds me of the only truly memorable PE class I experienced. High school on an overcast day, and a bunch of us decided to play football. Not because we cared about football, mind you, but with the lack of supervision it was an easy way to goof off for 45 minutes. We weren't on the field for five minutes before it started pouring down rain, and within 10 minutes the field had become a soggy mess. One of the guys slipped and fell face-first into the mud, and that was all it took to turn that PE session into a "who can wear the most mud" contest. Needless to say, the instructors weren't pleased with us when we tracked a good deal of that mud into the locker room, and they were less pleased when we all walked into the showers still dressed in our PE gear to wash the mud off, because we'd brought so much of it in with us that it clogged the shower drains and caused a minor flood. We spent the next three days running laps, but it was worth it.

 

[jamespowers]

This reminds me of the only truly memorable PE class I experienced. High school on an overcast day, and a bunch of us decided to play football. Not because we cared about football, mind you, but with the lack of supervision it was an easy way to goof off for 45 minutes. We weren't on the field for five minutes before it started pouring down rain, and within 10 minutes the field had become a soggy mess. One of the guys slipped and fell face-first into the mud, and that was all it took to turn that PE session into a "who can wear the most mud" contest. Needless to say, the instructors weren't pleased with us when we tracked a good deal of that mud into the locker room, and they were less pleased when we all walked into the showers still dressed in our PE gear to wash the mud off, because we'd brought so much of it in with us that it clogged the shower drains and caused a minor flood. We spent the next three days running laps, but it was worth it.

Sounds like the precusor to Burning Man.

 

[Zombie_61]

Sounds like the precusor to Burning Man.

Nahh, it was far too wet to set anything on fire. lol