Tomorrow, October 17th, will mark the 25th anniversary of the 1989 Loma Prieta earthquake. The other day, I watched ESPN’s 30 for 30 documentary “The Day the Series Stopped,” which focused on the memorable Bay Bridge Series between the Oakland Athletics and San Francisco Giants and the chaos that ensued as a result of this disaster. As I watched the documentary, it took me back to that day – which I can remember so vividly. As I watched, I went back to that fear, confusion, and worry that came over me during and after the 17 seconds that the earth shook. I talked about this documentary with my good friend and fellow Oaklander, Sergio Martinez, and he reflected on where he was with the quake hit. Ironically, he was literally 3 blocks away from me. That gave us chills – to know that we were in such close proximity during such an unforgettable experience. Such a small world, I guess. Anyhow, below is my recount on that memorable times. Where were you on October 17, 1989?
There is certainly truth to the old saying, “if it ain’t broke, don’t fix it.” My hope is that the Oakland Athletics organization has understood, ingested, and has made the moral to such a painful lesson a part of their DNA. As a fan, I’m pissed. I love the game of baseball, but find that I cannot watch these playoff games. It’s too irritating. We should be there. We should be having the walk off wins. The shutout games. Poppin’ bottles, etc. I’ve even had friends tell me to come to the “dark side” and celebrate with the orange and black. I can’t. I just can’t. These are not the words of a “hater” – these are the words of a highly irritated Oakland A’s fan. This was our year to no longer be the bride’s maid – you know, the one that is a vital part of the ceremony, but never gets the ring. It sucks, and I’m getting tired of it. Loyal, but tired.
During this season, particularly after the Yoenis Cespedes trade, I found myself analyzing what it meant to be a “fan” of a team. Does it mean that you ride or die with them, regardless of the good or bad? That you never critique them for making poor judgments – I mean even if they are EXPLICITLY poor? After “the trade”, I received some criticism from other Oakland A’s fans about my comments on it, and how I felt Billy Beane made a huge mistake. Folks told me, “one person doesn’t make a team. You’ll be thankful in the post season when we get that ring.” Or, “you’re not supposed to like one player – like the whole team!” And the list went on. But as a fan, I had to be honest. Considering how such shake ups threaten the composition of a team – which this trade did. And especially since I have seen this organization go down the same path over 25 years ago. Remember the 1988-1992 Oakland A’s? 1988: went to the big dance, only to be denied by a “gimpy” Kirk Gibson and the Los Angeles Dodgers. 1989: was a power house team that won it all – but the win was overshadowed by the tragedies of the 1989 Loma Prieta earthquake. 1990: went to the big dance like a house on fire! Sweeping the Boston Red Sox, only to be swept by the Cincinnati Reds. 1991: cellar dwellers – a season plagued with senseless losses. 1992: the dismantling of the “Amazing A’s” was solidified with August 31, 1992 trade of Jose Canseco – while on the on deck circle no less. How cold was that?
Fast forward to the 2012 – the projected 2015 Oakland Athletics. 2012: a bunch of scrappy “no names” lead by Bob Melvin make it to the American League Division Series, only to be defeated by the Detroit Tigers. 2013: the core of these scrappy “no names” remain, and the team makes it to the dance once again, only to be denied by the Detroit Tigers – once again. 2014: the team is a power house! Best team in all of baseball, until July 31, 2014 – Yoenis Cespedes is traded. The two-time Home Run Derby Champ? The potential franchise player? Traded? On his day off no less. The team barely makes it as a wildcard, with the taste of the champagne barely fading from their pallets before they are defeated in a hard fought game against the Kansas City Royals. (Do you sense the pattern here?)
2015: my prediction is that this team is going to be gutted. Just this morning, it was announced that Assistant Coach Chip Hale has taken the head coaching job with the Arizona Diamondbacks. Additionally, of the 40-man roster of 2014, 35 players are signed until the end 2014. 35 players. That’s 87.5% of the team. Folks argued that, “well, Cespedes was gonna be a free-agent in 2015 and he would have wanted a ton of money. So we needed to get rid of him now.” Does anyone think that players Josh Donaldson, Josh Reddick, and Sonny Gray will be requesting a big pay day, take a meager salary from the shoe-string budget payroll, or will they walk? Or what about those fan-favorites? The guys whose unassuming true-grit made a huge difference in those close games – players like Stephen Vogt, Jesse Chavez, Eric Sogard, and Jed Lowrie. Will they stay or will they go?
I am not excited to see what Billy Beane plans on doing come the close of the 2014 World Series. If the Cespedes trade is any indication of his thinking, perhaps the 2015 season is destined to be a repeat of the 1991 Oakland A’s. I know, I know – I’m pretty sure that other A’s fans will get on me for doubting Beane’s decisions. Trust Billy, right? Hmm, I guess the same folks are huge fans of Lew Wolff, his comments, and decisions. *crickets chirping*
I guess for me, as a fan, you can support the team through thick and thin, but you do not have to agree with nor support each and every action and decision the organization makes. As an Oaklander, and a fan of all three of our Oakland teams, I cannot help but help but look at the bigger picture, and project what these constant poor decisions mean. Poor decisions lead to poor products, that eventually become unwanted – hence a lot easier for these teams to leave, as a result of elements like fan fatigue and poor political decisions. Think about it. All three teams – the Oakland Athletics, the Oakland Raiders, and the Golden State Warriors – constantly talk about leaving the city of Oakland. With all three potentially leaving, what does that do to the city’s economy? I guess considering sports like baseball, football, and basketball are businesses, those aspects don’t matter much.
But as a fan of everything Oakland, I will continue on this ride. And when I say that it’s hard being an Oakland fan (A’s, Raiders, and Warriors), trust me when I say it. Even though I may be highly critical of their decisions and actions, at least I’m loyal. Tired, but loyal.
(I know this post isn’t about my beloved town, but I just had to pen these thoughts and share.)
Hmmm, what to say about this Ray Rice situation. It’s sad. It’s unfortunate. And never EVER should have happened. But we tend to say this over and over again with situations like this. Specifically when it involves the physical and/or emotional harm of one person by another on such a public platform.
The Twitter, Instagram, and Facebook world has taken this situation by storm with post and comments weighing in on both ends of the spectrum. Some feeling that Rice’s punishment is way past due. Others feeling that folks make mistakes such as these, and should be entitled to another chance. And then there are some that condone such behavior – essentially saying that the abuse of a woman is ok, just as long as you don’t get caught. Such scenarios like these are just insane to me.
I just wonder though, given this particular instance, how long has such abuse gone on between Rice and his now wife, Janay Palmer? How many “warning signs” went on without any condemnation or cease? How many times did “baby I won’t do it again” get a pass? When I say the first video about this – the one where Rice drug his then fiancé’s unconscious, lifeless body from the elevator, I wondered what was the response from this young woman’s father was? Brothers? Uncles? Cousins? Friends? Or her mother? Aunts? Sisters? How about those of Ray Rice?
I’m not condoning any idea of retaliation. Although, if either one of these individuals were remotely connected to me, I don’t know if I would react with sound mind and body. I just can’t help but wonder did anyone else notice anything like this before or after the “elevator incident.” And if they did, why didn’t they do or say something?
Given the platform that Ray Rice was on, one can only infer this: the risk of losing everything outweighed the need to do the right thing. Apparently, such seems to be the case for Rice and his wife, and perhaps those within their close circles as well. No one wants those skeletons exposed, and run the risk of wearing that scarlet letter for life. And sadly, the idea of losing all the stuff that comes along with being in the spotlight – specifically, the money, fame, etc. However, when those bones burst out of that box folks choose to stuff them in someone will catch wind of it, and they will be put on display – in this instance, the TMZ museum.
Unfortunately, it’s sad to say that this is not the first time, and even more unfortunate to say that this may not be the last time something like this will happen. I do hope that Rice and his wife get the help that they both need as they try and heal, pick up the pieces that lie before them and move forward. However, I think that we should do more in teaching our young people how to treat one another as well as how to treat themselves. No one should feel they need to abuse someone else, especially to show their “love” for that person. And the recipient of this “love” should not feel the need to accept it.
I think Queen Latifah said it best with this:
The other day, I came across a small, tattered white cardboard package. Underneath the yellowing packaging tape was a mailing label – addressed to me from Kaiser Permanente. Inside the package was a black plastic case with a VHS cassette inside with its contents produced over 18 years ago. A time capsule if you will. Kaiser was a key sponsor for the Oakland Technical High School Health Academy, and at that time, they ran a health program called Partners In Health on a local channel in the Bay Area called KBHK. For this particular airing, they were highlighting the Health Academy, and they asked me and my mom if I would like to be featured in that segment. “Of course!” I said. What teenager would pass up the chance to be on TV?! I recently watched this video, which is all but four minutes, but held so much more. I cannot tell you how many emotions and memories were stirred while watching it – amazement, humility, gratitude – all rolled into one. And how fortunate I am to look back on the mindset I once had. Analyzing what has changed and what is the same. After reflecting on this video clip, I decided to pen these few notes to my 18 year-old self:
- Unfortunately, you did not become a pediatrician as you had always hoped to become, and that’s ok. You are not a failure. God had a different plan for you. Just embrace it and keep pushing.
- If I could have forewarned you, I would have told you to NOT take 8 classes the first semester of your freshman year. At UC Berkeley. College isn’t high school.
- Never let that ambition and drive you have diminish or disappear. You will always need it, and you must always cultivate and nourish it.
- Don’t own or claim the odds that are stacked against you. They are not yours.
- Granny was not there in the physical sense to see you walk the stage when you got your bachelors or masters degree. But know that she was there. She will always be there.
- Your mom, sister, and brother are still in your corner and believe in you. So keep pushing!
- Life never gets any easier. And that’s also ok. Just learn from each experience and continue to self-reflect and grow.
- If you are fortunate to stay connected to or to reconnect with those that supported you on your journey, thank them. Thank them. Thank them.
- You will become a champion for the kids that were like you. Those navigating challenges and coming from communities that are often cast in a negative light. The green/inexperienced kid that may not fully understand the process, but has the desire to do better in life – for themselves, their family, and community.
- You will always carry a backpack. A very heavy backpack. But it’s never filled with burdens or pity.
- And always, always, always – stay focused and humble.
#Oakland – what is your definition of hope?
Again, on my varied travels through out the Town, my eye cant help but catch images of pride here and there. Specifically, pride for the home team – the Oakland A’s.
Stay. A simple plea to a team that has so much history rooted in a city that has nothing but unconditional love for them. Designed by the TDK Crew, you can find this mural in Downtown Oakland near Jack London Square. Photo: Katherine Brown