Wednesday, August 22, 2012

Baseball and Music: The Parallels


Does having a good memory make you a more impressive sports fan? It's an odd question, but possibly applicable in my case. I have a hard time explaining why I love baseball, but thanks to a good memory I can easily remember a player's name after only seeing it two or three times. Maybe it can't be boiled down to a good memory, but more to reading box scores religiously. Watching Baseball Tonight as much as some watch CNN doesn't hurt either.

My baseball fandom is both the same and different than my music fandom. In music, there are fewer technical terms to learn (at least fewer that are essential) but many more names - and in place of a player's stats, I can name a band or singer's record label, which is only impressive due to how many more record labels there are now than even ten years ago. Additionally, the fact that I am a musician myself makes my love of music different than it would be for baseball. I've never been able to catch or throw well (though I'm a decent hitter) so I can't fully appreciate how amazing baseball players really are - but I'm in awe every time I hear Franz Nicolay's keyboard playing in a Hold Steady song. Hearing Tom Peloso play the trumpet in Modest Mouse makes me want to start playing it too, but watching Buster Posey hit home runs doesn't make me want to join a softball league. That doesn't make me any more of a music fan or any less of a baseball fan, it just changes one's perspective on that particular obsession.

I used to just consider myself a Giants fan (which is not easy to be right now, in light of Melky Cabrera's suspension) but somewhere along the way, the flood gates of my obsession opened and seemingly haven't stopped since. I've developed true yet inexplicable hatred for some players (Justin Verlander) and equally inexplicable love for others (Dan Haren). Of course that same hatred and love also applies for specific teams (beyond the Giants). Yet despite my love of the sport, some of the specifics that fascinate many baseball junkies just don't interest me. I like pitchers in particular, but don't ask me the difference between a fastball and a slider, because I couldn't tell you. A pitcher's ERA and WHIP are more important to me, and let's face it, their aesthetics. I don't particularly like looking at Joe Blanton so his stats less unfamiliar to me, but I know Gio Gonzalez has one of the best records in the National League. And so it is.

My whole long-winded point is that obsessions are so unique to each person, regardless of what that obsession is about. That fact is simeltaneously wonderful and isolating. It can be difficult to relate to other people with the same obsession as you (especially when it comes to music), yet it can also be quite satisfying to be obsessed with something (or someone) so specific. To get so much joy out of anything is (almost) always a good thing.

This idea may very well be one I have already hit on in previous entries, but it is also one worth bringing up again. And with that, go Giants!