On Saturday, the Camden Riversharks will host a screening of Sharknado after the 5:35 p.m. game against the Long Island Ducks. Appropriate!
Plenty of gays go watch baseball games all season long, but, as Gay Community Night at the Phillies (GCN) organizer Larry Felzer says, “on this one special night every year we get to sit together.”
This year GCN is taking place on August 5th, when hundreds of LGBTers, our families and allies will turn sections of Citizens Bank Park into one rainbow-infused cheering section as the Phillies take on the Houston Astros.
To snag your seat in the GCN sections, visit this website and use the code “GCN” for tickets ranging from $17 to $33. Or call 215-463-5000 and say you want Gay Community Night tickets.
Game starts at 7:05 p.m. So batter up! Homerun! And other baseball words!
First, the Lehigh Valley IronPigs made themselves synonymous with bacon. Now they apparently want to make themselves synonymous with bacon and vomit.
How so? They’re sponsoring a 5K race this September, albeit one with a twist: Participants have to eat half-pound of bacon at the halfway point. The race, naturally, is called the Bacon 5K Challenge. Participants can also choose to run a 5K that doesn’t feature the gut-busting bacon interval, but why would you sign up for a bacon challenge race if you’re not going to take the bacon challenge?
The Wistar Institute honored Allan “Bud” Selig, the commissioner of Major League Baseball, as the 2014 recipient of Wistar’s President’s Award on Wednesday, May 28th, at a luncheon at the Diamond Club at Citizen Bank Park. The President’s Award recognizes a public figure who has been personally touched by cancer, and who advocates for improvements in cancer education and research.
In 2004 at the age of 70, Selig was diagnosed with level-4 melanoma when a skin legion was discovered as part of a routine yearly examination. After it was removed, he was given a clean bill of health. During his acceptance speech, he talked about how this life-changing event inspired him to become a cancer ambassador and spread the word about melanoma and getting regular dermatologist checkups.
He also spoke about how proud he was that the MLB has embraced his cause, as well as many charity causes where players and owners give back through their good works. No one does a better job than the Phillies, he said, and he listed many of the players’ charity organizations. He spoke about Phillies co-owner David Montgomery, who is dealing with his own cancer diagnosis right now. Selig went on to say that there was no better man you could meet than David Montgomery, whom he described as compassionate, kind, and honorable.
Minutes ago, the Philadelphia Phillies marched down 10th Street. Philly Mag’s Jack Cotter was on the scene.
The white board in the Phillies’ locker room — across from the tubs where the players dump their dirty clothes — was the spring training communications center.
It’s where the daily lineup and travel rosters were posted, along with reminders for players to get their visas and announcements about who had to show up for which practice.
One by one every morning, guys walked over to see if there was anything pertaining to them.
On the last Sunday of spring training, a message was written in green marker.
“Walking Dead Night Sunday,” the message read. “(See AJ about details).”
I never was able to pin down A.J. about the details, but I am guessing he wasn’t referring to the potential disaster which general manager Ruben Amaro Jr. hath wrought.
Still, Burnett may just have well been forecasting 2014.
Sitting in “Whale Beach,” an outdoor section of stands at Bright House Field reserved for media and VIPs, Phillies GM Ruben Amaro Jr., talks to Philadelphia magazine about the Jimmy Rollins controversy, Freddy Galvis’s health scare, and whether he is feeling the heat going into his sixth year at the helm after two straight seasons without reaching the playoffs.
Ruben Amaro Jr.: No. Every year is a challenge. We always have to deal with DLs and issues that pop up. Like (former GM) Dallas Green told me from the very beginning, we are firemen. We have to try and put out fires and this is just another set of them, and we have to deal and go from there.
Philadelphia magazine: How is Galvis (who contracted Methicillin-resistant Staphylococcus aureus after suffering a scrape on his left knee)?
Ruben Amaro Jr.: Galvis is doing just fine. We were concerned about the severity of the infection. I don’t know how long it is going to take him to be ready but I’m more concerned about his overall health and so far he’s doing a lot better.
Last night I attended The 2014 Only in America Gala and the kick-off of the new “Chasing Dreams: Baseball and Becoming American” exhibition at the National Museum of American Jewish History.
Many notables were on the impressive guest list, including Edward G. Rendell, chair of the Only in America Gala, who noted, “Baseball is an all-American sport; the players are of all nationalities, as are the fans.”
The evening started with a cocktail party on the lower levels of the museums; the dinner was held upstairs in the ballroom adjacent to the exhibition. Throughout the evening, guests were encouraged to visit the exhibit, which is composed of objects representing players of all the many ethnic groups that have taken part in the game, as well as the many notable contributions of Jewish players. The exhibit officially opens on March 13th and continues through October 26th.
(Originally published in the March 1996 issue of Philadelphia magazine.)
The first game is still months away, and the chain-link fence that separates the Philadelphia Phillies’ spring home from the surrounding pawnshops and junkyards and trailer parks is in desperate need of repair. Though the team’s first annual January mini-camp doesn’t open for 24 hours, coaches and players park, brace against the brisk Florida chill, and straggle into the clubhouse. It’s been three months since they’ve seen each other, three months since anyone’s had a reason to set an alarm clock.
The coaches gather in a small, windowless locker room tucked under the rightfield stands of Clearwater’s Jack Russell Memorial Stadium. It has cinder-block walls, a drop ceiling, scant ventilation but just enough space for two rows of lockers and a boardroom-size folding table. As usual, manager Jim Fregosi sits at the head. The table is empty except for his elbows, his Kools and his lighter. Starting tomorrow, he will see what kind of shape his players are in and give them a chance to get to know each other (only ten remain from the team that played in the World Series two years ago). For now, someone throws a videotape into a VCR, and suddenly Fregosi comes face-to-face with the almost perfect season of 1993. On a Samsung TV bolted to a wall, he has a 3-0 lead in the ninth inning of Game Five against the Braves-but Mitch Williams is stretching in the bullpen.
“Is he done now?” Glenn Brummer, a minor-league coach, asks about the Wild Thing’s current career.
“He was done then,” says Fregosi.
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