Archive for Thursday, October 26, 2000
The grass conspiracy
Ive tried as hard as I can to come up with something good to say about the all-New York World Series. And I can honestly say its great to have another series being played on natural grass.
The introduction of artificial turf irritated many purists, and there is a simple reason why V guys like games on grass. We like grass fields because we can relate to them. We plant grass, we water grass, and we cut grass. We all wish our grass could be as beautiful as that on the field.
Im going to let you in on a little secret, please dont tell my wife: I enjoy cutting the grass. Its probably best she stays uninformed for two reasons: No. 1, if she knew I enjoyed it, shed probably not let me do it; and No. 2, when she comes telling me to mow, I whine and complain so she feels like shes accomplished something.
All that aside, Im not sure theres any work more satisfying than pushing the mower around for a couple hours.
From the aesthetic standpoint, grass cutting is satisfying because you can tell you are getting somewhere. You can look at the uncut combination of grass and weeds and compare it to the newly manicured parts and appreciate what a fine worker you truly are.
But theres more to cutting the grass. Theres the roar of the engine that kind of lulls you into a trance. As you proceed, you begin to stop thinking about the actual job and allow your mind to drift to other topics.
So far this year, while mowing, Ive come up with a plan for world peace, a great recipe for leftover pork chops and nine new flavors of bubble gum.
Sometimes my thoughts turn to the rhythm of the mower, a musical beat starts and my mind starts turning over the lyrics to old songs. Then of course, I analyze the songs and reach conclusions, for example: Would I really want to stay at the YMCA?
Of course, and maybe most importantly, pushing the mower around allows you to fantasize. Often I am the groundskeeper at Kauffman Stadium, manicuring the field to perfection. You gotta keep those lines straight if you ever want that perfect checkerboard pattern.
When the grass is high or full of leaves, the residual output has to be in perfect lines, because of course, I am cutting grass at Arrowhead and that waste is actually yard stripes.
I can also proudly say that Ive cut the 18th green at Augusta, the parade grounds at Valley Forge and the front yard of the Playboy mansion (leave me alone, its my fantasy.)
Its time to hit the yard again, theres leaves to be pureed. I dont know if Ill be preparing a spring training field, figuring out how to make a good frozen dinner, or maybe its just time to take care of the Playboy mansion again.


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