• Dadwagon on Facebook
  • Dadwagon on Twitter
  • Dadwagon RSS feed

Envy, Thy Name Is Baseball

July 2nd, 2012  |  by  |  Published in Uncategorized  |  2 Comments

Before I get into any of this, let me be clear: things aren’t so bad. I have a lovely and continually pregnant wife, two lovely and preternaturally intelligent kids, a lovely and relatively remunerative job in an only-perceived-as-dying-but-not-really-dying industry, most of my teeth, and whatever additional things one might think of to connote basic, boring, lame-ass middle class ambrosia.

Now onto the complaining.

So I took JP to a baseball game this past weekend, which is a fine thing to do. Good seats, better hot dogs, and a fireworks display at the end. The only problem was that it wasn’t to a game contested by my favorite team–the Mets (whatever)–or his favorite–the Yankees. No, we weren’t watching the Major Leagues at all, but the minors, the Met’s a-ball affiliate that plays its games on the boardwalk in Coney Island. This was a reasonably priced evening, as these things go: $16 a pop for the tickets, plus whatever I spent on two dogs and a two cups of ice cream (served in a tiny cup that resembles a Met batting helmet–souvenir!) Fun was had by all (although the woman sitting next to us that JP spent the night describing videogames to might disagree).

As a kid, my father, who, at the time at least, occupied a fairly similar place in the middle class as I do today, took me to a few ballgames per year–major, not minor–plus the Knicks, and don’t forget the U.S. Open, a couple of Broadway shows, the opera or ballet once or twice when he could sedate me into going, along with a few other pricey cultural activities that slip my mind. He also sent me, my brother, and my two stepbrothers to an uptown private school.

Again, Tomoko and I are doing all right. It’s just that times have changed in this brutal and vicious city we so love, that the middle class lifestyle is now only the prerogative of the super-wealthy. Or, a better way to put it–I went looking for the middle class (in my wallet) and discovered there was no there there.

Final complaint: brother, can you spare a dime (I’d like to retire some day).


Responses

  1. scottstev says:

    July 2nd, 2012at 2:39 pm(#)

    My buddy, Paul Caputo has to have the largest collection of baseball-hat sunday cups in existence. You can see it in all its glory/sadness here.

    http://www.bloggerstobenamedlater.com/the-helmet-sundae-collection/

  2. dadwagon says:

    July 2nd, 2012at 11:26 pm(#)

    @scottstev: holy shit. that is all. –theodore.

Leave a Response



  

tips/suggestions/grievances

Recent Comments

  • Len: Absolutely! Unequivocally! Especially if they’re only in preschool. What they learn and experience on a...
  • Nathan: Yes, suspiciously sanitary. Of course, my babies just emit a faint, pleasing lemony odor. So maybe I’m...
  • Joe: Now I don’t know anything about babies, except that one is going to come out of my wife soon, but from...
  • Brenda: Wow, is it really MNG? Seriously excited!
  • SCOTTSTEV: My goodness. I read your takedown of Armin Brott. Judging from the preppy shirt on the cover, I was...

DadWagon Reads!

What Almost Made Me Cry Today:

ทรูมูฟ เอช " การให้ คือการสื่อสารที่ดีที่สุด " Giving ทรูมูฟ เอช เชื่อเสมอว่า "การให้ คือการสื่อสารที่ดีที่สุด" โดยเราสื่อสารผ่านภาพยนตร์โฆษณาทางโทรทัศน์ เรื่องราวในภาพยนตร์โฆษณาเรื่องนี้ สะท้อนแนวคิดของแบรนด์ ท...

Sep 13th, 2013 4:43pm • Comment

How to stop toddlers from crying—guaranteed!

How to Stop her Crying

Aug 23rd, 2013 3:08pm • No Comments

Little Children, Big Challenges: Incarceration - Sesame Workshop
Welcome to Sesame Street’s press room for our newest resiliency initiative Little Children, Big ...

Jun 12th, 2013 12:42pm • No Comments

This is what it's like!

Convos With My 2 Year Old - EPISODE 1 Actual conversations with my 2 year old daughter, as re-enacted by me and another full grown man - Episode 1. Produced by Warmland Films www.warmlandfilms.co...

May 24th, 2013 11:40am • No Comments