As some of you know, I was in Seattle on July 21 for a 5K at Safeco Field sponsored by the Washington State Coalition Against Domestic Violence.
It was a really cool race, and each runner received a goody bag that included, among other things, a race T-shirt, a digital photo frame, and a metal water bottle, complete with carabiner.
At this point I will admit two things:
– I thought the bottle was really cool, even though
– I have never really bought into the water bottle craze.
I know a lot of people — including, for example, my daughter Pam — carry water bottles with them wherever they go, but I just don’t, even though for years I’ve had this kind of sweet, metal, camo model that photographer David Patton got for me. That one I keep at work, and I do fill it up when I think about it.
I guess the main reason I’ve never carried water with me all the time is that it wasn’t something I did growing up, and as you can see I never died of thirst. I mean, I’ll carry water if I am hiking in the woods, but otherwise, I guess I just count on never being all that far away from a drinking fountain, or store.
Another little wrinkle with the Refuse to Abuse water bottle is that it seems very small, maybe 10 ounces. What do you think? I’ve included a baseball for scale (with me, basically everything comes down to baseball in one way or another):
And inside of it was a fairly comical set of instructions, especially given that it’s not a travel mug:
And now, our Catch of the Day, No. 20. This is a 1950s Wilson glove, a Jimmy Piersall model. Piersall was a solid hitter and spectacular fielder best known for suffering a nervous breakdown early in his career with the Boston Red Sox and exhibiting occasionally erratic behavior later on. Give the guy a lot of credit: He became an All-Star despite his well-publicized mental problems in an era, the early 1950s, that wasn’t exactly kind to folks with psychological disorders.
Here’s the glove, which I got probably 15 years ago at Play It Again Sports in Clackamas for around $10: