Take me out to the ball game…and other fine warbles

I, like many sports fans, am in the midst of being half-way interested and engaged with the NBA playoffs and about equally engaged with what happens with my favorite MLB teams.  I’ll make the confession right up front, yes I played college basketball, and no I don’t really care all that much about the NBA.  I’ll glance briefly at the highlights throughout the season and try to catch a Lebron or Kobe game every so often but that is about the max of my time invested in professional basketball.

It was just the other night however, that I broke my standard mold and set aside some time to sit down and consume some NBA playoff action.  The basketball was just fine, very entertaining, very lazy at times, and nowhere near as excellent as college ball.  My reasoning that it wasn’t really worth it to pay attention until the finals and that March Madness will always reign supreme was justified.  I clicked the button on the ol’ remote after the game with thoughts of ways I could have better spent the last two hours of my life.

As I walked out of the living room I caught myself humming some half melody to a random song.  I stopped, and it took me a full two minutes to figure out where the song had come from.  It was from a highlight clip, shown during the playoff game, from earlier that year.  While someone was dunking the schnoz out of the ball or crossing someone silly, that tune had been playing in the background.

This is a very standard practice in the NBA but it got me thinking about how non-standard that practice is across the wide world of sports.  Music exists at almost every sporting event, but never during the game-play (international soccer maybe? not sure on that one).  There are marching bands, theme songs for each MLB batter, etc. etc.  but, excluding the NBA, the idea of tunes being blasted out over the loud speakers during the action is a bit absurd.

Can you imagine…”David Feherty, what do you see here”  “Well John, Mickelson is going to have to be careful with that left to right break on this green, and thank god he’s chosen something more subtle than ACDC’s Long Way to the Top for his approach music, because that just didn’t do the trick”

Federer has asked for the eagle eye challenge but it appears that the judges have mistaken his pointing finger for a simple gesturing along with Celine Dion during her climax in “My heart must go on”

Ridiculous…but perhaps I’m a bit premature in my judgement; I might be more inclined to watch more sports on a regular basis if I could count of some spontaneous singalongs and random acts of dance by the athletes.

I see a waltz across center by Ichiro….love it.

Rob Melick