Shaky

The Blue Jays-Padres game last night was a run of the mill Interleague game. Until the 8th inning when an earthquake hit Petco Park.
The stadium swayed a bit from the quake which registered 5.7 on the Richter scale with the epicenter 85-miles east of San Diego.
The fans cheered and the game, won 6-3 by Toronto, carried on. I don't know if I would be cheering if I was in Petco Park last night. I've spoken to people who have been in earthquakes and those from California say it's no big deal, those not from California have been terrified. Count me in with the terrified group. I've never experienced an earthquake but if I did I'm sure I wouldn't be cheering it.
My late uncle Bobby lived in the Los Angeles area most of his adult life. When I would ask him about earthquakes he would downplay it. One time he told me it was like "land surfing."
When the Northridge earthquake hit a few years back, it caused damage to his house. His above ground pool broke in half and the water ran down a hill through a home that was in its path. I called Bobby and when I found out he was alright I said, "Must have been a heck of a land surfing ride." He said, "That's not funny."
I miss my uncle Bobby. He was a big baseball fan but, believe it or not, he was a Red Sox fan. The guy grew up in the Bronx but was a Red Sox fan. How did that happen? Well, my grandfather took him to a Red Sox-Yanks game at Yankee Stadium one afternoon. Ted Williams smacked a home run and Bobby fell in love with Teddy Ballgame the Red Sox. Yes, he got into a few scraps growing up over that.