I spoke with my dad in Chicago. He said the temperature there this morning was 27-degrees! Just what Abner Doubleday had in mind when he apparently came up with the idea for playing baseball on a lovely Spring day.
And it snowed again, too. And hailed. And tonight it's supposed to rain. (Hey, why not, it's Passover. So maybe there will be frogs, locust and death of the first-born...)
As I mentioned, the Cubs aren't in town today, but playing on the East Coast, where it's near tropical in the 50s. But the White Sox are playing in Chicago tonight, against the Boston Red Sox. And it's expected to be a wee bit nippy.
As I said, nippy. But the main number to look at is not that big "30" you see -- which is cold enough -- but underneath it in small numerals. "RealFeel 22." (RealFeel is what "the wind child factor" usued to be called.) That's what the temperature will feel like with the wind blowing and other conditions. So, 22-degrees it is.
I'm guessing that the game will be postponed tonight.
Climate change, tosh, what's that.
And again, who scheduled a night game in Chicago for this time of year. Not that the daytime would have been a whole lot better... (That's 38 with a RealFeel of 35.) Play ball!
Robert J. Elisberg is a political commentator, screenwriter, novelist, tech writer and also some other things that I just tend to keep forgetting.
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