The Editor Is Attacked By…

The Editor Is Attacked By…

Chicago Cubs Quiz (1901 – ) : 1) Most years with club? [Hint:

It”s not Ernie Banks] 2) Most homers, left-handed, season? 3)

Most games pitched, season? [Hint: The record is 84. One did it

in the 60s, the other the 80s.] Answers below.

The Editor Goes Fishing…and Scores!!!!

I arrived on the island of Yap in Micronesia on Saturday and

Monday morning, the owner of my hotel, Al, and I are having

coffee. The fact that I”m Al”s only official guest made this all

the easier. He has a beautiful spot, right on this spectacular piece

of beachfront, but it”s a little off the beaten track, even for Yap,

and business hasn”t been great. Knowing that Al fishes all the

time, I had to plug him for some stories. Alas, no shark fatalities,

although there have been a few gruesome attacks, such as the one

on a spear fisher who somehow survived a Tiger shark assault on

his thigh and is said to be awful to look at today.

Anyway, Al said that the day before he had caught 6 barracuda.

Bingo! I”m all over that. “Take me out, Al. Please?” Tuesday

afternoon we go.

Now understand that your editor hasn”t gone fishing in ages and

the last time he was out in the ocean was back in ”82, with the

catch that day being a bunch of lousy Spanish mackerel. So we

head out in his little boat, get beyond the reef (I”m not doing this

justice…this spot is as beautiful as any you will find in the

world…and Yap is world renowned for its diving, particularly

for manta ray), and head out to sea. We are just trolling and drop

our 120 or so foot line. Al makes a beeline for where he had

success the previous day and within five minutes…hit! I reel in

a barracuda. It was a small one but, heck, it was my first so a

real thrill. Then five minutes later…hit! [The way we knew we

had one was when the line reached up around my neck, cutting

off the circulation and almost piercing the aorta. I grabbed it just

before Al would have to write my parents a very uncomfortable

letter.]

The second one was “medium-sized,” according to Al, and then

shortly thereafter, we had our third hit. This was a monster. A

3-foot barracuda. Yes, I reeled all of them in, but when it came

time to lifting it out of the boat, I said, “Al, this is what I”m

paying you for.”

Well, those suckers thrashed about every few minutes and as it

was a small craft, I had to keep looking back to make sure they

weren”t making a move on my ankle. [Next time you see a

barracuda, dead, take a look at those teeth again. My

orthodontist couldn”t do a better job.] The other problem was

that they were thrashing near the gas line. Oh well, the water

was only about 60-feet deep where we were, and it was hours

before the sharks arrived (dusk, so I was told).

Unfortunately, that was it. We had a huge hit after the first three

were caught…but I lost it. Al thought it was a jackfish. I saw a

picture later and I”m kind of glad it wasn”t sharing my seat on the

boat…know what I”m sayin”? Then we hooked another

barracuda, but I lost that one as well. However, this one gave me

a moment I”ll never forget. The sucker whirled high in the air, a

la “American Sportsman,” but that”s when he shook the hook.

So there you have it, folks. Now I can say I”ve done it. Next

time, the great blue marlin.

Guam…the editor is assaulted

So now I”m in Guam (for the second time this trip). I mentioned

in a previous chat about the brown treesnakes here. The people

are duly embarrassed over all the poor publicity they have

received because of this ugly creature that has killed all the birds,

bitten babies in their cribs, and shut off the power to many

communities. There are hundreds of thousands of these monsters

lurking around. Before I leave I”ll get the true story for you, but,

for now, just know that I”m lying in this very nice pool area,

dozing off amidst thoughts of the pleasant chirping of birds.

Birds, I mused. Huh, they certainly are plentiful within this

enclosure here at the Hilton!

[They look like imported New Jersey sparrows and they”d sit

down an arms length from you while you were eating your meal.

I imagined they were chirping, “Hey, where are you from? I”m

from New Jersey. Do you like “The Sopranos?” I love the

show. How long you in for?” This all happens very quickly and

you can”t get a word in edgewise.]

Anyway, there I am, trying to figure out this puzzle when I start

to feel something biting on my arm. Now I”m lying facedown

and was almost afraid to turn my head to look. It was a freakin”

column of ants!!! Geezuz…all over my right side. Well, the

editor was flailing away and everyone in the pool has no clue

what is bothering this crazy American. Alas, I shook them all

off, I think, and headed for the bar.

Looking at the drink list I thought, darnit, you deserve a Long

Island Iced Tea. Of course, any “Simpsons” aficionado will

recall the episode where Marge had one too many of these, thus,

I held myself to one. Afterwards, I switched to beer.

Sharks!!

Enough about me. Now for a real tale. It seems that Mark

Butler decided to have one last ride on his surfboard down in

Brooms Head, Australia a few weeks ago. As he paddled out,

face down, he was suddenly attacked by a shark, and it felt as

though his leg had been grabbed with vise-like strength.

“It”s teeth were so sharp that I didn”t feel them cut and tear the

flesh,” Butler said. “It grabbed me and shook me and let me go

so quickly that by the time I turned around, it was back under the

water.”

Butler struggled to shore and managed to use the ankle-leash off

his surfboard as a tourniquet (the StocksandNews safety tip of

the month), then he struggled up the dunes to get some help. The

thigh wound took 80 stitches to close. And from the bite marks,

experts identified the shark as an 8-foot Bronze Whaler.

Mr. Butler was lucky. While Australia normally only has about

one fatality by shark each year, last fall it had 3 in a matter of

weeks, including a New Zealander on honeymoon and another

who was killed in “waist deep” water. All 3 were blamed on

Great Whites.

Which leads me to a bonus safety tip. If you are out in the ocean

this summer, don”t wear a wetsuit. You look like a seal or

dolphin to sharks, and it”s one reason why some experts have

seen a rise in fatalities (10 worldwide, last year). More and more

wetsuits.

And just so you know, remember, Great Whites like the colder

waters (as in south Australia, the San Francisco area, and Long

Island). They taste by biting, but the amount of damage inflicted

on a human during this “test taste” can be rather dreadful.

[Source: Michael Richardson / Herald Tribune]

Stuff

–I was at the War in the Pacific Museum here in Guam today

and they had a clip of the film “Pearl Harbor.” Now I”ve read

the Newsweek advance review, which basically panned it, but

I”m pumped for it nonetheless. So then I see the clip, after

walking around reading some gripping accounts of the action on

Guam. I mean to tell you, if you”re as patriotic as I am, bring a

box of Kleenex to the flick. Who cares if the love story in the

film sucks. Just as in “Saving Private Ryan,” every American

should be required to see “Pearl Harbor.”

–So I was out of touch with the world for a few days and just

saw that Perry Como died. Well, I”m reading this lengthy

obituary and the jerk that wrote it didn”t say one thing about his

Christmas tunes! This guy went on and on about how reviewers

panned Como”s other work…geezuz, who cares?! Folks will be

singing “Home for the Holidays” 500 years from now. That”s

what matters. Perry Como was cool. Perry Como is Christmas.

–Just read a box score here in the local paper of a game between

Montreal and Los Angeles, held in Olympic Stadium. Official

paid attendance was 4,700. So that means about 3,000 were

actually there. I”m no Al Einstein, but I think I can figure this

one out. Put Les Expos out of their misery.

–Speaking of things Canadian, our North of the Border

correspondent, Harry K., has been out of commission due to

major computer problems. However, Harry told me that it

wasn”t a total loss. He finally got around to painting his garage

doors and setting up a new run for his dog. With his PC back up,

we now eagerly await the next grizzly story from the wilds.

If you have an exciting story to tell of what you did while your

computer was down, pass it along to StocksandNews. If

appropriate, we”ll mention it in this space. And you also get a

one-month subscription…free!

–The first time I was in Guam (last week), I saw posters for the

“Harlem Ambassadors” basketball team, and a local charity

event. Now I laughed at this, never having heard of the

Ambassadors, a Globetrotters wannabe. I mean, aside from the

originals, the Harlem Magicians were at one time a legitimate

act, but who the heck are the Ambassadors? [It”s all kind of like

having four “Drifters” groups running around, a real problem

these days as each outfit may have one original member, if that,

while the lawsuits fly all over the place to see who can use the

real name.]

Anyway, the Ambassadors” idea has worked. I arrive in Yap and

there are the same posters. The Ambassadors have come to this

island of 9,000 to play b-ball. And the people all think they are

the Globetrotters! Everyone said “The Globetrotters are

coming!” “No they aren”t,” I”d say. Then I gave up. Why spoil

their fun. And the day I left Yap, 500 school kids greeted the

Ambassadors at the airport! This is too much.

What”s worse, though, is that the Ambassadors have a woman on

the team (as do all of these sorts of clubs these days). Not that

there is anything wrong with that, mind you, it”s just that in Yap,

few women have any positions of influence (I”m being kind). So

the Ambassadors were playing a bunch of local athletes and

politicos, and of course the locals are going to get beat…by a

team with a woman! Oh, I wish I had been able to stick around

for that.

–Speaking of basketball, I have kind of kept up on the playoffs.

You do have to hand it to Iverson. And it”s an awesome job by

Larry Brown. But here at StocksandNews, we are huge Tim

Duncan fans. Kick butt, Tim!

–Oops…just heard that Strawberry got another chance. Why?

But I”m assuming that New York Giants player won”t even get a

first one.

Top 3 songs for the week of 5/17/69: #1 “Aquarius / Let The

Sunshine In” (The 5th Dimension) #2 “Hair” (The Cowsills…ah,

that opening drum riff) #3 “Get Back” (The Beatles…song

sucks…one of their worst)

*As I”m typing this up, there is a band in the outdoor hotel

lounge playing Chuck Mangione. My goodness! And I was

going to have a drink there later!

Chicago Cubs Quiz Answers: 1) Most seasons: Phil Cavarretta,

20 (1934-53). Cavarretta had 1977 hits in his career,

accumulating 920 ribbies to go along with a .293 average. He

was the Cubs player-manager from ”51-”53 and finished his

career with a few at-bats for the White Sox in ”54 and ”55. 2)

Homers, lefty: Billy Williams, 42, 1970. 3) Games pitched: Ted

Abernathy (”65) and Dick Tidrow (”80) appeared in 84 games.

Cubs Tidbits: For all the talk about how the fans come out to

support the team, the Cubbies didn”t draw 2 million until 1984.

Granted, many of the games are played in awful weather (April

and Sept.), but still. Actually, a good reason for the relatively

poor attendance is the fact that from 1947 thru ”62, they had only

one season where they finished .500 (1952: 77-77)

Next Bar Chat, Monday. We start a week of war remembrances.