Showing posts with label actual blue jays. Show all posts
Showing posts with label actual blue jays. Show all posts

Monday, April 20, 2015

Braves 5, Blue Jays 2: Lots of Actual Blue Jays Lately Though

Nnnnnnnnnnnnnnn get there
A tough start for non-actual blue jay Daniel Norris yesterday, and also a tough start to the season for actual blue jays, too: despite a truly mighty thaw the last ten days or so, there is still plenty of snow and ice on the ground here, which is less than ideal for most birds, I am sure you will agree. Birds are tough, though, like way tougher than people; for example, take the toughest human you can even think of, and then think about whether that person could survive a hard winter as well as a humble chickadee and the answer is obviously no, people are not as tough, or good, as chickadees. The last couple days I have seen several blue jays in the yard, and I am strongly in favour of actual blue jays, despite their somewhat bullying nature at the feeder, and their call that is almost completely indistinguishable from the sound of a clothesline pulley scraping against its housing or whatever (not a diss). We have a some branches down as a sort of roosting area, or something, mainly for the mourning doves, but tonight this neat little blue jay (not that little I guess) was hopping up and cracking seeds against it, and it was, in short, a delight.

The lesser human Blue Jays are now 6-7 and may never get back to .500 all year.

KS   

Tuesday, April 17, 2012

Blue Jays 7, Rays 3: I May Have Correctly Interpreted an Omen!

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This morning, there was a lone blue jay in my yard, and (s)he was not being a dick, which any birdwatcher will tell you is rare and uncharacteristic behaviour from a blue jay. I chose to interpret this as a friendly omen! If this particular blue jay could find it in his or her heart to not be a dick to me on this day, perhaps the Blue Jays could be the same? And so it came to pass: another bosslike start from R. Romero, Bossquire; a well-sassed second deck shot from Joseph Bats; an opposite-field dinger on a hanging curve from the generally execrable Adam Lind (who I just typo'd as "Adam Linda," which I am going to file away for possibly future implicitly misogynistic dissing); and a blast to straightaway centre from Brett Lawrie (who[m] Bautista, in his wisdom, is not mad at for that ridiculous attempted steal of home the other day: "He’s an aggressive player and that’s what led him here. So whenever he feels like he needs to take a chance on a play like that, he has to, in order to stay true to his nature.") Also Bautista threw Pena out by a mile tonight!  


Is it too early in the season to be scoreboard watching? Should I not actually have the Orioles game up right now, hoping they blow it, so the Blue Jays will be alone in first? Man, if the Blue Jays are actually in it this year (and I am willing to interpret "in it" in the broadest possible sense), I might not make it.

KS