Showing posts with label Los Angeles. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Los Angeles. Show all posts

Thursday, July 24, 2014

Improving through Improv

The Boys of Summer roll along, but we need your help to complete this year's journey. Please see our site for the latest on how to contribute. Thank you!

Day two of our journey to Los Angeles included a pair of interviews I felt were very important to our story. The first was with Rob Belushi, son of Jim Belushi, and a man I consider to be a good friend after spending time studying improv with him at Las Vegas’ wing of Second City. My dad and mom wondered aloud what Rob’s added value or pertinence to the documentary would be – not as a person, as they didn’t know him, but in a "what’s improv go to do with it?” sense. Improv is a faith-based performance exercise. You have to walk on to the stage believing you and your stage partners have enough with just what you have (which is just you). You have to connect. You have to be truthful. It helps greatly to give a lot more than you take. In the words of Jim Belushi (according to Rob), “the guy who gives the most wins”.

My line with Rob was to have him talk about his experience as a performer and teacher and draw a line between improv, faith and health. 

“One of the core principles is to say yes,” Rob said. “As we become older we become more comfortable with a certain way – our daily experience levels tend to shrink. By saying yes, life can continue to surprise you.” 

He also talked about fear, as a personal motivator for him and what it’s like to be on stage, wondering if what he’s doing will be funny or work on any level. 

“[It’s important] to not let fear totally destroy your ability to participate in things”. 

That one hit home in a number of ways for me and my dad, too. Dad doesn’t like the attention on him or his Parkinson’s so he tends to shy away from some social situations. It isn’t that he’s a recluse, but, at the same time, he’s inclined to stay in an increasingly shrinking comfort zone. That’s one thing I worry about quite a bit.

“What we learn in improv [about fear] is that it’s going to be okay,” Belushi said. “Just keep taking specific steps and making choices and it will lead you somewhere that you couldn’t see over here.”

One of the things Rob does in his class to set his students at ease is give up something personal about himself, often something personal.

“There’s a feeling of ‘we don’t have to be perfect here’,” Belushi said. “We’re just trying to be real.”

He made another interesting insight when he talked about how in creating an improv scene, performers often have to take on unsavory roles or characteristics because that’s what their partner has given or labeled them. It’s by saying yes to these things that the performer earns the audience’s applause and laughter. This applies to life off the stage, too.


“I think when people are struggling with health, mental health, addiction, the main instinct is to isolate,” Belushi said. “It’s a form of denial, of shame, of being overwhelmed, hopelessness, despair – all of these things make you want to remove yourself. An improvisational coach would say to wear these types of things with a badge of courage and fully engage more. The ‘scene’ of your life is being shared by more people than just you.”

The Boys of Summer roll along, but we need your help to complete this year's journey. Please see our site for the latest on how to contribute. Thank you!

Tuesday, July 22, 2014

Fighting for his life

The Boys of Summer roll along, but we need your help to complete this year's journey. Please see our site for the latest on how to contribute. Thank you!

On Thursday morning, July17th, we headed on out on a road trip together for the first time in our follow-up documentary. We loaded up a pair of cars, as the new crew has four more fans, and went west from Las Vegas to Los Angeles. Our first stop was in Costa Mesa - near Huntingon Beach, for those who don’t know the lay of the land. I made contact with Anne Adams, a Rock Steady Boxing Coach, about a year ago after seeing their story on CBS Sunday Morning (http://www.cbsnews.com/pictures/fighting-parkinsons-with-boxing/). I asked if I could bring Dad in and video his efforts. She said yes.




Walking in the gym, we were a bit harried. A long morning drive, typical L.A./Orange traffic and an overtired screaming three year old added to the mix. I waved goodbye to my mom and wife with the kids fearing their return (“she screamed the whole time!!!” NOTE: She didn’t. Whew.). I walked into the gym with my dad and he said, “So what are we doing here?” I almost wanted to punch him. I had told him several times. We drove five hours for this. And now he wants to know what we’re doing? Thankfully, my dad being my dad, he rolled with it. More than that, he steamrolled it. He got in, was introduced around by the incredibly kind Adams, then got his hands wrapped up.

Dad told me a story the day before about his previous boxing experience – about 50  years prior. As the story goes, he boxed in high school and bloodied his best friends nose. They’re still friends in case you’re wondering. He also was involved in some kind of early fight club in college, though I couldn’t get much more out of him than that. At any rate, dad had swung his fists before, so I was looking forward to the show.

He got the gloves on and was taken straight to the ring. The group of athletes (“They are not patients,” Adams said. “They are athletes”) had warmed up and I could tell by my dad’s smile he was feeling good. There were three other athletes in the ring with him. For a minute I wondered if he wasn’t being thrown into a Parkinson’s Boxing Battle Royale. Dad didn’t look worried. The trainer took the athletes one by one into the middle of the ring for two minutes of training. The gloves the athletes wore weighed 16 ounces. The punches they threw were real. The combination of punches called out by the trainer were followed and leather popped, with footwork connecting to each throw, the mind finding the body.

I teared up as I watched my dad take his turn not once, not twice, but three times. Each time he seemed to get better, more coordinated and smiling bigger. He straightened up and came alive in the ring. Several athletes and onlookers said, “Is this his first time? He looks great.” At the end of his third round, he threw his hands in the air a la Rocky.


The class went on with other boxing and footwork drills after the ring. They stretched out at the end, then stood in front of a mirror and addressed themselves positively, affirmatively. My dad doesn’t look in the mirror much – he says he’s not sure what that guy looks like at any given time and that gives him some of his hesitation. I think he doesn’t want to accept some of what that guy looks like because it doesn’t match the guy in his mind. Last in the line of athletes, my dad heard what the other athletes had to say before him. Several of them said they were inspired by watching my dad as part of their own affirmation and experience of the workout. Dad said his peace to himself, then was reminded by Anne to tell himself he loves the guy in the mirror. “I love you,” Dad said to himself.

The Boys of Summer roll along, but we need your help to complete this year's journey. Please see our site for the latest on how to contribute. Thank you!

Saturday, January 14, 2012

Boys of Summer Book - Entry #141

100% proceeds go to the Michael J Fox Foundation. 

February 1, 2006 - Bob
Walnut Creek, CA


Even though Sundance, in and of itself, was a bust for us, there are a number of positive things happening.

Mike O’Leary, our contact from Phoenix has helped us with a contact at Harkins Theaters (the local chain there). I pitched the film to them with the idea of having a week-long screening during spring training and they are considering it. As baseball zealots across the country travel to Arizona for spring training, there is an excellent built in audience at that time who could take the story of the film with them back to their home market (opening up more screenings across the country).

I’ve also sent out 100 invites to various production/distribution companies in Los Angeles. Even if we get a little bit of interest, maybe someone will send one of their unpaid interns an hour (depending on traffic) east to check out out little film.

The mo' is rolling forward!
e-mail invite:

Subject: Boys of Summer in Riverside International Film Festival


Here's the details:

Tuesday, Feb. 21 6:30 PM
Location: University Village Theater 4226 Highland Pl, Riverside, CA 92506
Cost: $8 adults, $5 students

We are an official entry, with the prize being help in doing a digital to film transfer (huge help -- big cost) -- so please invite lots of people!
Feb. 10, 2006
Further Acceptance!


CONGRATULATIONS!!!
Your Documentary has been accepted for the Sport Movies & TV – 1st Mumbai International FICTS Festival.

Organized in the heart of world’s biggest film Industry BOLLYWOOD (in Mumbai, INDIA) where close to 1000 films are made every year, “Sport Movies & TV – 1st Mumbai International FICTS Festival” gives an opportunity for the filmmakers to come and interact with this throbbing film Industry to network and collaborate to jointly make more films.

The high turnout expected (all shows are likely to be packed) at the Festival will have a dynamic mix of Industry professional viz. FILM FINANCIERS, PRODUCERS, DIRECTORS, FILM STARS and regular film buffs thereby providing opportunities to be seen around and mingle with the best.

At stake are Golden Ten Awards and Silver Ten Awards for BEST FILMS / SHORT FILMS / DOCUMENTARIES in each category. The winning
films / Documentaries will get a direct entry in the Milan edition of the Festival, which takes place every year in October in Milan, Italy to compete for for the Guirlande d' Honneur worth thousands of Euros.

Films are to be judged by a top Jury comprising Professionals from the world of Cinema, Advertising, Sports and Media. There will be ample opportunities for filmmaker such as you, to interact and promote your film with many stalwarts of Bollywood, ranging from the field of direction, production to distribution. Filmmakers also get a chance to mingle with the biggest Indian and International stars at the Grand Awards & Closing Ceremony Night & Party where the stars will come out to celebrate this grand event. The topline Media will be there to witness the Winners from each category.
 

Tuesday, January 3, 2012

Boys of Summer Book - Entry #131


I’ve screened here once before -- about five years ago with my first film, “Emotionally Retarded” (a.k.a.: “Trippin’ in the Dark”, “The Best Man” and “All or Nothing”. Why all the name changes? Another story for another day.). It’s a very cozy small room and I remember being very impressed with the image quality and sound. The only question down here is whether or not we’re going to have much of a crowd. It’s L.A. and everybody has screenings, it seems. Having your own film is not nearly the novel concept here it is in other cities -- go figure.

I accomplished most of what I wanted to last week, anyway. I know the film “works” on a basic level and, at the same time, I know there are a few things to work out. This crowd, though, should be less biased (not my home town or home high school) and more comfortable (theater seats, great screen and sound). Yin yang, let it bang.

One of my very good friends (who, along with his father, is also in the film), Jason Teresi shows up with his lovely wife, Leigh, and his baby boy (decked out in Cubs gear), Jake.

Another person who shows is my screenwriting mentor from my days at UCLA, Robin Russin. It always makes me feel good to have him show up because I know he’ll pull no punches.

So, with about 25 people in, we roll the tape. There are laughs at the right moments and some good moments of true silence where you can actually hear the subtle nod of acknowledgment. Knowing I’ve made a connection with the audience is truly gratifying. It’s getting more laughs than I even thought it would. That’s largely because of my dad. I’ve always told people he’s one of the funniest people I know, but you have to listen. His comments are very dry and (now more than ever because of his Parkinson’s) very quiet.

We have a good Q&A session and everyone is kind enough to fill out comment cards, too. Predictably, Jason’s main complaint is there wasn’t enough about the Cubs in the movie.

Tuesday June 21st, 2005
From www.athleticsnation.com:
Written By baseballgirl

Last week, I received an invitation (and a very nice ticket - Thanks Robert!) to the Los Angeles screening of the "Boys of Summer" movie, presented by www.baseballdoc.com. I read the description, which said that the movie was about baseball, and I figured, "What a coincidence; I like baseball!" so I went ahead and made the trip.

For those of you who haven't heard of the movie, it chronicles a road trip between father and son to the 30 MLB parks and other baseball interest points around the country. Robert got the idea for the film from Field of Dreams, which captures the feeling of missing out on key moments with a father, knowing all the while that baseball is one of few constants in life that generations can share and pass on. Robert's father was diagnosed with Parkinson's Disease and it is starting to affect his health. Knowing that time may be limited, they chose to take the ultimate road-trip, and through this baseball odyssey, learned more than they ever bargained for.

I had no expectations going into the screening, but I thought it would be fun to see the different parks; a bit of traveling nostalgia for the ones I have visited, and hope for the future for the parks I have not yet seen. What I had not counted on was that baseball, once again, wove itself into real life, so effortlessly, that I wonder how it can ever be considered just a sport.

For sprinkled in the thirty ballparks around the country, are people who love and live the game of baseball. From the lifelong girlfriends yelling, "Put it on the board!" in Chicago, to the father/son team who claim that the only common thread they have is the game of baseball, to the brave people who live with a debilitating disease, yet still manage to make it out to the ballpark to root for the home team, the stories can be found and enjoyed. And not just in the present.

Robert and his father not only stop at Cooperstown to tip their caps to the players of old, but they also include a stop at the Negro League Hall of Fame to remind us that baseball was the first true race equalizer; before any real strides in the country were made, fans of all races would sit down to watch a baseball game. An era where Jackie Robinson made a tremendous personal sacrifice to show that all men could be a part of the same game. And of course, who can help but get choked up at the footage of the "Field of Dreams" park itself and our father and son duo playing catch outside a cornfield.

For anyone who loves and lives the game of baseball, I would highly recommend this film, and not only for the baseball content. There is just something so human about this movie; something special. A chance to be a part of something bigger. And did I mention the baseball?

Monday, December 5, 2011

Boys of Summer Book - Entry #108

100% proceeds go to the Michael J Fox Foundation. 

Interviewing Joe Buck
About two weeks after the end of our tour, Joe Buck was in Los Angeles to film a commercial for Bud Light. He invited me out to interview him at Dodger Stadium. When I arrived, I found him quickly at his Starwagon (where the talent hang out between takes) and he graciously shook my hand. We went up to one of the media booths in the stadium and had the following conversation.

RC:
I read in your bio that you’ve been calling professional games since 1989. Is that right?

JB:
That’s right. I’ve been calling games for most of my adult life and I’ve been going to games since I was about zero and a half.

RC:
Tell me about the first game you remember as a kid.

JB:
First game I remember as a kid...I remember because it was a traumatic experience. I was in the back of the booth, sitting with my mom -- I think I was three, maybe four. I was in the back of the booth. My dad and Mike Shannon are broadcasting the game down below. And as they’re doing the game I knocked a Coke over on top of them as they broadcast the game. And they turned around and looked at me and -- it was just their natural reaction. I burst into tears. They had a good laugh at it. They had to take a shower after that, but they had a good laugh and I had an experience that I will never forget.

RC:
Baseball for you had to be everyday life growing up.

JB:
Yeah, I got a chance to start broadcasting professionally in this business when I was 19 and the reason is it was really just an extension of the same life I’d been leading since I could remember. All I really did was change seats. I used to sit down there next to  my dad and Mike Shannon with no microphone in front of it and I moved to the seat next to them with the microphone in front of it. It just felt natural. I’ve been around ball parks, I’ve been in clubhouses, I’ve been around big league players. From a personal standpoint it felt really natural making that jump.

RC:
Since you’ve been around the game that long, can you tell me why baseball matters to America? The love affair seems to have shifted. 

JB:
I think baseball still is the national past time. And I work in both Major League Baseball and the NFL and the NFL can’t wait to show you all the numbers about how the ratings are “this” and it blows away baseball. But all I needed to know was in 2001 after 9/11, to be in New York, to do a World Series, to have those moments to have it be something to take everyone’s mind -- for a brief while -- off these really scary times in our country’s history -- told me all I needed to know. Baseball was still there. Baseball was still alive and willing to be a diversion and powerful enough to be a diversion just for those few hours to make people -- especially in New York -- to kind of set that aside and enjoy the sport.

RC:
And why is that? Why does baseball have that hold on America like that?

JB:
I just think it’s history. When you have history that is passed on from generation to generation; when a grandfather can tell a son and a grandson about seeing Willie Mays and the way he used to go back and catch a fly ball in center field to a kid who’s watching Ken Griffey Jr. do it in 2004, that is what makes it a fun game. There’s no sport that has a love for it’s history like Major League Baseball. You can name all the big record holders in baseball. I don’t care what they say about the NFL, you can’t tell me who has the touchdown record, who has the passing record, who has the -- it’s just not that type of sport. It’s more for the here and now. Major League Baseball is history, not only to do with this country but within families. It bridges generations.

RC:
So you mention baseball as a great diversion in the sense of 9/11 and the history of it -- I should preface this by saying, I went to the Negro League Museum in Kansas City and they drew a correlation I never thought about before in these terms, but he said Jackie Robinson really set the table for Martin Luther King. Do you think that’s fair?

JB:
Well I think you could definitely go back through the history of baseball and look at the Jackie Robinson situation and see where it parallels and mirrors what was going on in American life. Whether it’s the introduction of the African American athlete into clubhouses, suffering all they suffered on Major League Baseball fields from the fans and, not just their opponents, but their teammates as well, I’m sure parallels the struggles that was going on in every day life in jobs across the country. This just happened to be in the spotlight. So I think there’s definitely a correlation there. And I think baseball has that distinction more than any other sport.

RC:
Did you play baseball?

JB:
I played in high school. I was good in high school. I went to college, went to Indiana, was walking on and dislocated my pitching shoulder. Two consecutive pitches and...the good thing is it didn’t crush a dream because I was realistic. I knew I wasn’t good enough to get to the Major League level. I think the only thing it did do was give me an appreciation for how good these guys really are. And when you sit back as a broadcaster or as a fan and you see a guy mistake or an error or a guy strikes out with the bases loaded and nobody out and you say, “How can that happen?” -- when you have some idea of how hard it is, and I don’t pretend to know anymore than the next guy, I think I appreciate it that much more -- how good they are.

RC:
Do you think that works for you as an announcer, too? You seem to have an everyman’s approach.

JB:
Yeah. Two things: First of all, when my dad drove me down to Lousiville to start my professional career in 1989 he said, “You know you’ve grown up watching Major League Baseball, watching Major League players play this game. Realize, now, you’re going to the minor leagues and you’re going to see some guys that aren’t Major League quality and unless you feel that you could have made the play 10 times out of 10 times, you can’t be overly critical.” You can’t lie to the crowd, to the audience, but you can’t get on these guys. That’s part one. Part two is my opinon’s no different than anyone else’s. I mean in this day and age of talk radio and a sea of highlights and reruns and games that are on night after night, my opinion’s no more valuable than the next guy. And I appreciate everyone’s opinion and I try to state mine without being too forceful about it or beating you over the head with it. So I appreciate everyone’s opinion and I think that people who really respect this game that are in it appreciate the everyday man’s or woman’s opinion just as much as their own.

RC:
What do you think your dad taught you about the game and what it means to life?

JB:
My dad taught me a lot of things about the game and very little of it has to do with the actual calling of a broadcast -- Ball one, strike two... It’s more about how to act as a person, how to treat people the right way. It’s how to go through life being a semi-celebrity in his case -- or a celebrity full-on and treating everybody equally. From day one I saw my father treat the lady who runs the elevator at Busch stadium the same as he would treat his boss coming in to talk to him about the broadcast. And if you have that attitude and that approach I think it’ll serve you well, not just as a broadcaster but as a human being. I think it was good to see him achieve the kind of success that he achieved and then to see how he handled it and didn’t change. he treated everyone, when they came up to shake his hand, as an important person. That’s just the way he was consistently.

RC:
Does baseball, as a game itself, have life lessons for fans or for you as a broadcaster?

JB:
Yeah. Not to get too philosophical about it but I think any fan who’s hanging on every pitch and watches as your favorite player on your favorite team strikes out with a chance to win the game, you go to bed thinking about it, you wake up the next day thinking about it. But then, the next day, the best part about it is there’s a game the next night. You go right back to it. Last night’s game is a distant memory and now you’re living for the here and now. And I think there’s something there to be learned about life.  You have your expectations up about something and it doesn’t come through and you can’t just give in. You just pick up the next day and move on. I think there’s a good lesson in that. There’s something about the every day nature of baseball, the rising and falling of it, the long trek through the season from spring training hopefully through the end of the playoffs, I think you can learn a lot about life from.

RC:
When was your dad diagnosed with Parkinson’s?

JB:
He passed away when he was about to turn 78 and I would say and he lived with it, with us being aware of it, for I’d say nine or ten years. Everybody’s story is different with the symptoms and how the symptoms are handled and how the medication treats the symptoms. I just know that he lived with it for a long time, lived with it for a long time in the public eye and if there’s anything I take away from my dad’s example in that end of it was that it didn’t slow him down. Yes he had tremors. Yes it took him longer to sign autographs. There were times where he really didn’t feel that great. He was dealing with a lot of other things besides just Parkinson’s, but, he still was the same person. And he wasn’t too proud to have his hand shake as he signed an autograph for somebody or have that stop him. He was probably more active when he was 77 than when he was 67. And he was full-blown Parkinson’s and everything else was going on, but he was still trying to make a difference and he didn’t let the disease stop him.

RC:
Do you remember things your dad would say -- I read this in several places -- he said things to set people’s minds at ease about the Parkinson’s Disease and the tremors?

JB:
Oh God. He would sit up at night  thinking about different things to say. His line about he met Muhammad Ali the other day and they shook hands and it took people 15 minutes to get them untangled. That was one. Another one he said was when they dedicated a bust, that was made in his likeness at Busch Stadium, he got up and he said, “I’m 75 years old, I’ve given the Cardinals the best years of my life and now I’m giving them some of the worst.” And he had a way of making light of the situation, a very serious situation, but doing it so that everybody was disarmed, the whole situation was disarmed and you wouldn’t even think about it. And I think that really says something for him and it’s a good lesson to learn.

RC:
The one I heard was, “What’s shakin’ -- besides me?”

JB:
Right. He had that, he told my mom he was going to join a band and play the castanets. He said he was at an auction where he bought a $5,000 trip to the booth to meet himself because he couldn’t keep his hand down. He had such a great sense of humor that it made everybody smile about it. 
 

Saturday, November 26, 2011

Boys of Summer Book - Entry #100

100% proceeds go to the Michael J Fox Foundation. 

Aug. 9, 2004 - Bob
Los Angeles, CA

We struck out with the beach camping -- try as we may, the sites were jam-packed. I should have known better. I was remembering a year ago when I camped in late September -- quite a bit of difference in terms of availability in late Sept. vs. early August. One of those “details”. Sigh...

I did jump in the water for a bit. That was magical. Body Boarding to me is something that touches and refreshes my soul. I feel a deep connection with the ocean. When I lived in L.A. previously, there were times when I would get to the beach at sunrise ride for an hour, do my work, then return at sunset for the last few rays of sunlight, just to be in the water for the day’s changing of the guard.

Very magical.

We ended up crashing at my friends, DJ and Shalee’s place in Playa Del Rey. I’ve known them since their undergraduate days at Loyola Marymount University and look at them now: married, hard working professionals and home owners, to boot. They were very sweet to have us last minute as they did -- hard working, extremely thoughtful duo, those two.

Aug. 10, 2004 - Bob
Anaheim, CA

Our pre game party was at BJ’s Brewery in Brea (boo-yah). It was AWESOME. They set us up with salad, pasta, pizza and beer, all for gratis. A few employees on their off time decided to join us. What a great group of people. I wish we could have generated more of a crowd as BJ’s was happy to provide us with as much food and drink as we needed.

Angel Stadium is...kind of a mix between Comerica and Busch. It has some of the pressed upon elements of it’s old Disney ownership, yet, there’s still some things about it that work and are very fan friendly. There’s a section where fans can run the distance from home plate to first and check their time against David Eckstein’s. We saw one young man take it to within a few tenths of a seconds of Eckstein’s time -- not bad. I wasn’t about to flip flop my way along there.

We’re serious scoreboard watchers tonight. While the O’s have brought out their whippin’ sticks on the Angels (way to go, Birds!) the A’s are in a tight one with Detroit. Though the Rangers are in the race, too, I have the most concern about the Angels for the AL West crown. The wild card -- don’t even want to think about it. Besides, Boston is shaping up too well -- they will be a force I hope the A’s don’t have to reckon with in the post season. Much rather take on the pinstripes. For whatever reason, the Sox have just taken apart the A’s all year long (hangover from last year’s playoff? Nah...).

After the game, there was a tired smile on both Dad’s and my face. We’re literally headed home to the Bay Area. There’s anticipation and happiness as well as some fear because we don’t know what we’re getting into with mom and her depression.

I hope she’s well. I know it will be good for us to be there with her -- for all of us.
 

Friday, November 25, 2011

Boys of Summer Book - Entry #99

San Diego, CA
Last night, after several hours and almost $200 in, I hit a royal flush on a video poker machine and won $1,000! I put a few dollars back into the machine and decided to call it a night. 
We’re up and on our way to San Diego. We are meeting a group at B.J’s pub, including a local Parkinsonian.
August 8th, 2004 - Dad
San Diego, CA
San Diego was special primarily because of Chuck and Audrey Miller. Their fund raising efforts made the trip possible. They graciously opened their house to us and made us feel very welcome.
Petco field was okay. Nothing at all wrong with it but it seemed to lack character. It fits in with the Southern California/beach feeling. I guess I think of Baseball in terms of northern surroundings. Tell that to the boys in the Dominican Republic.
Park Number 25 (of 30), Petco Field
Pittsburgh 3, San Diego 1
WP: K. Wells (5-6)   LP: D. Wells (6-7)
Minnesota 4, Oakland 3
Aug. 9, 2004 - Dad
Los Angeles, CA
The Dodgers were responsive to us. They gave us 25 tickets. We had a good turnout for our pre game BBQ. There was the usual late arriving on our part. There was also a very large crowd, 58,000 + and a beautiful sunny day to enjoy. 
Aug. 9, 2004 - Bob
Los Angeles
Today Dad and I go to Costco, see my Cousin Theresa and then get a workout in, methinks -- that would be really good, gust before getting off to the beach. Nothing too crazy, just enough to pump the blood a bit. 
Malibu camping -- so looking forward to it. Now is good. 
Park Number 26 (of 30), Dodger Stadium
Philadelphia 4, Los Angeles 1
WP: B. Myers (7-8)   LP: B. Penny (9-9)