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6.24.2005

Dirty Sanchez 

Weighing in from New Frickin' York, which was once more profane until Giuliani cleaned up the streets and corporate America took over the city's commerce. Walking around this visit, everything feels so much blander.

Not quieter, but blander, as if the long-time Disneyfication of Times Square has oozed inexorably into the Village, Soho, the Meatpacking District, the Lower East Side, and so forth. It's really nothing specific to New York -- America, and most likely, a good part of the globe -- has bent over for corporate branding. Adidas boutiques, ESPN restaurants, Hard Rock cafe T-shirts. The groundswell of the subversive "No-Logo" movement seems a distant pathetic gurgle. Resistance is futile, indeed.

There are trade-offs to the New New York. Cleaner subways and safer streets are a big plus.

I also spent a few days in Philly this week, where I covered the biotech industry convention for my day job. I didn't make it out to the Cit, or the Zen, or whatever they call the new ballpark, although I had the pleasure of watching part of a broadcast with Har-ry Cal-las de-scri-bing the ac-tion.

If you don't understand the reference and can't somehow tap into a Phillies' broadcast, keep listening to Jon Miller. He busts out the Callas imitation once in a while.

So I see that Brandon Puffer has joined the team, no doubt bringing his '04 World Series ring into the clubhouse for inspiration. And Alex Sanchez, too, who will bring his Benard-class defense and pharmacological naivete to Mays Field.

It's been nice to be away for a week, following the Giants mainly through the morning box scores. It's preparation for the future time when I have a kid, or a tough job, or something else that forces me to give less than three hours of attention per day to baseball. Shorter term, it gets me all rested and ready for the big stretch run. Right, folks? Right?

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