Thursday, October 30, 2014
Somebody at San Francisco City Hall was either psychic or optimistic this week. One of the odder details of Wednesday's Game 7 of the World Series were little white tents being set up on Polk Street in front of City Hall with orange and black flags on top of them. This was on Wednesday afternoon, before the game had even begun.
When I asked the laborers what the tents were for, they were mystified, but it looked like preparations for a Giants Parade in front of City Hall.
Maybe the powers that be were planning on holding a parade for the Giants win or lose.
If you have any issues with claustrophobia, my advice is to stay as far away from Civic Center Plaza on Friday as possible. I'm going to San Francisco's downtown Financial District just to avoid the crowds.
Wednesday, October 29, 2014
Wednesday's crowd in Civic Center Plaza waiting for a public broadcast of World Series Game 7 was oddly mellower than Game 6 the night before.
It felt less like gangbangers who wanted to get drunk in public and break stuff up, and more like serious fans wanting to root their team on with fellow fans.
Through a comedy of errors I ended up at a Merola Opera trivia night at the Sugar bar on Hayes Street which had been commandeered by a mixture of Giants fans and Phish fans who were getting drunk before a concert at Bill Graham auditorium across the street from the World Series extravaganza in Civic Center. Though Sugar is two blocks from my apartment, I had never been in the bar, but it turned out to be an absolutely perfect place to watch the Giants win their third World Series in five years, not too crowded, plenty of TVs, and an exuberant crowd.
The real magician of the Giants team is catcher Buster Posey above. Watching him play baseball in his down-low way has been an illuminating exercise. He's god and tries to make sure no one knows it, though he keeps leaving clues to his divinity for those paying attention.
At 5:15 PM Pacific Standard Time, it was standing room only in Civic Center Plaza on Tuesday...
...with the sun shining in half the crowd's eyes as they peered towards the temporary screen.
The conjunction of World Series fever and Halloween related madness makes for a strange atmosphere...
...so after watching the first inning, we walked two blocks home before disaster in the form of the Kansas City Royals struck with a vengeance.
Tonight's seventh game should be nuts.
Monday, October 27, 2014
This is the beginning of a new art photo adventure, documenting mobile device usage in public places. The two gentlemen above were in the backyard of the Eagle Saloon on a Saturday afternoon.
I asked the Tennessee bear on the right if he was addicted to his mobile device, and he readily confessed that was the case as he showed off a new digital wonder to his friend.
The couple above on a 47 Van Ness bus talked to each other in between spells of checking their mobile devices. It felt like a Noel Coward one-act for the 21st century.