Most days, the last player to show up in the clubhouse is the starting pitcher. On the days they pitch, starters have their own schedules.
Part of Dustin Moseley’s pregame schedule this afternoon included bumping into me at the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame.
I could quite literally have spent half my day in that place. Maybe all day if my friend Jonathan were with me. But given tonight’s game and the trade deadline, I limited myself to no more than two hours. It was enough time to see Robbie Roberton’s hand-written lyrics to The Night They Drove Old Dixie Down, and John Lennon’s original lyrics to Lucy In The Sky With Diamonds, so I left happy.
As for Moseley, he and I talked about people we know who are much better guitar players than we are — his brother, my friend John — then we went our separate ways.
Moseley walked off along a semi-chronological exhibit about the different genres of popular music. As he was walking through the crowd, a huge group of Yankee fans in t-shirts and hats stood talking about the start of Motown, completely oblivious to the fact tonight’s Yankees starter was standing two feet behind them, looking over their heads at the pictures and old records on the wall.