One of this year's fantastic releases is the Pearl Jam concert film, Let's Play Two. Filmed live right here in Chicago at the iconic Wrigley Field in August of 2016, the film serves as a beautiful documentary that celebrates the band and their fans during the year that the Chicago Cubs finally won the World Series. This week, the film got something unexpected - a companion video game. The vintage, 8-bit game recalls my many days playing baseball on the Nintendo Entertainment System (NES) back in the day, featuring the band members as baseball players in a "home run derby." Play the game online via Pearl Jam's website, and be sure to stick around at the end to hear 8-bit versions of "Alive" and "Jeremy."
The World Champion Chicago Cubs haven't been too great this year, but 2016 was a big one. It saw the end of "the curse" and a long-awaited World Series win that ignited the interest and excitement of baseball fans not just here in Illinois, but around the world. The Cubs have many famous fans, and among them Eddie Vedder stands out. In fact, 2016 also brought PEARL JAM to Chicago for a pair of shows at Wrigley Field - concerts that are now the subject of a new film entitled Let's Play Two. The first teaser emerged a few days back (see it below), but not much else is known about the release plan at this point. A website for the film offers an email signup for info, and if anything, a fall debut for this year would be pretty cool.
With Summer "officially" here in just a few weeks, The Park at Wrigley – Wrigleyville’s new town square and year-round gathering place for neighbors, families, fans and visitors – has revealed their full schedule of free summer programs that will begin on June 12. Their Summer Signature Programs are now complemented by a Summer Fitness Series, offering a rotating running club, interval training, yoga and Pilates sessions helping neighbors stay fit and active. Check out all the details below, including the Music Box Theatre’s Movies at the Park, and live chef demonstrations at Green City Market at the Park, presented by Crate and Barrel. Old Town School of Folk Music will also be presenting a family music concert series...
I never thought that I'd find myself in this situation. Neither in the years before becoming a parent, nor in the 57 months or so since I've been one, did I envision myself as the father of a ball player. It just never crossed my mind, even back when I took my girls to their first Major League ball game last summer, or when I started playing "T-Ball" in the backyard with a little pink plastic set we bought for the girls. Despite knocking the ball around in the yard, I just never had that vision of standing there watching my little ones take orders instruction from a coach. But last night it happened, as Addie (who will be five this year) entered "T-Ball Prep" ahead of starting "Pee Wee Baseball" next month.
Back in April, as both the Chicago Cubs and Chicago White Sox got their seasons underway, I blogged about baseball here on The Rock Father. In that entry, I affirmed my allegiance to the South Side ('Sox), while noting that I'd never seen a game on the North (Cubs). I also promised my oldest daughter that we would one day see a game in a place like we saw on tv, and this past Sunday, that promise became a reality. It was a "first" for the entire family... my daughters' first ballgame, and for my wife and I, our first game in Wrigley Field. We'd taken the kids to see the Chicago Cubs.
As of yesterday, it's officially Baseball Season. I have a weird relationship with baseball. I grew up on it, and like many, played from t-ball through my Junior Year of High School. I had some ups-and-downs, and had a couple real pieces of shit for coaches along the way - the kind of guys that have such miserable lives that they take out their internal frustration and lack of self-control on kids a few nights a week. Yes, those guys. I collected the baseball cards from Topps, Donruss, and Upper Deck religiously. No, they never became the "goldmine" that the people at the card shops tried telling me they would, and I finally gave them all away to some neighborhood kids awhile back... just because I was tired of lugging them around between moves as an adult. Now, I'm a 30-something parent, and I still dig baseball.