I'm hitting the sack for the night. I make the mistake of turning on ESPN and it's time for baseball highlights. One featured attraction is Boston's 15-10 victory over Houston.
I didn't know Boston had a knuckleball pitcher, but they do, a guy named Steve Wright. He's the starter, and he's tossing the knuckler, and catcher Ryan Lavarnway is having a horrible time. The first incident, the ball pops from his glove, but he thinks it's in the glove. When he realizes it's not, he finds the baseball and attacks it like he's killing a snake.
When the inning is over, Lavarnway has four passed balls, and there's a wild pitch that could have been ruled another passed ball. The Astros get one hit in the inning and score three runs. Wright is hooked and, no matter what Lavarnway says later, he's the happiest man on the planet.
What happened with Lavarnway and Wright wasn't the problem putting off my sleep. The problem was it got me thinking about a game in the new Louisiana Superdome, an exhibition game between the Twins and the Astros, and the Astros' Cliff Johnson getting so tired of missing Joe Niekro's knuckleballs that he eventually stopped chasing 'em as the Twins ran about the bases.
There were two choices: Stay awake trying to pinpoint vague details on that game, or get on the Internet and try to discover some actual details.
Baseball Reference is the greatest Website in the history of Websites, but it can't help with exhibitions. And all the clippings from my days as a St. Paul baseball writer are still in the library "morgue" of the St. Paul Pioneer Press, so I couldn't look up what I chose to write about that ballgame.
A couple of minutes of deep thought made me realize it had to have been before the start of the 1976 season. I knew this by connecting a couple of quotes I've never forgotten:
One came from Twins pitcher Bert Blyleven. I had flown to New Orleans with the team and was on the bus from the airport into the city. It was late at night. There's a rise as you make a curve in the highway and look toward the city. And the gigantic, gold roof on the Superdome looked pure white at night.