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Programs,
get your programs! Filling your program are the stars of baseball, and
this is their night to shine and rise above Atlanta. My goodness, even
Scarlett O’Hara would be impressed.
Hot
Dogs
 Hot
dogs, get your hot dogs! You don’t need to buy any hot dogs. They’re all
over the field. Careful boys, this is a big night. Keep it in perspective
and don’t lose your cool, so says the astrological chart of the All Star
game. At 8:30 pm on Tuesday, July 11, 2000, in Atlanta, Georgia, this
year’s best of baseball take the field for the All Star game.
With an early
Sagittarius Moon, it’s easy to get up on a high horse to strut around
and show your stuff. Oppose that with no less than the gregarious, outgoing,
overdoing Jupiter in Gemini, and watch the show-off festivities begin.
Unfortunately, both of these points (especially together) amplify physical
activity, which could result in overextension. It would be a shame to
pull a muscle (or something similar) in the groin or hamstring (places
associated Jupiter) in a game that offers no merit to the season. But
boys will be boys, and competitive urges probably were not dissipated
in the home run derby last evening. Plus, it’s fun to show off.
Favored
Sons
Another interesting
sidelight of the game horoscope comes from a collection of planets in
Cancer. These include the communicative Mercury, now backing up (retrograde),
Mars and its dosage of testosterone, the vitality of the Sun, the fame
and destiny of the nodes and the attractive force of Venus. Most of these
planets take up residence in the Seventh House at game start. Here we
find the thick ties of favored relationships. Hometown favorites, coaches’
favorites or media favorites are more likely to receive playing time.
Face it, the All Star game is quasi-political, and not everyone there
is the best. Since the Braves manager will reign over the National League
team in his home yard, the rest of that story goes without saying.
Boring?
Over the
past years, the All Star game offered nothing of real interest—a lot of
hoopla and usually a humdrum game. And this year? With the Jupiter-Moon
opposition, we might be blessed with a few stellar plays, but odds are
with all that Cancerian energy, that basic, simple baseball prevails.
In the initial hour and a half the home team (National League) receives
favor. Then it switches. For the duration of the game it appears the American
League takes control, depending on game length.
Stuffed?
Throughout
the season up until just before final All Star team selection, baseball
clubs around the country mount massive campaigns to get their players
selected. Radio stations often have promotions at the ball bark to get
fans to fill out as many ballots as possible. Personally, I voted online.
At least online they sent me a verification letter. The ballot boxes,
though, get stuffed. How much difference this makes, it’s hard to tell.
Logic suggests that a larger population market has more capacity to generate
votes. A player in New York or a California city does better than a guy
playing for Milwaukee.
Pluto, the
big truth bringer, prevails in Sagittarius, a sign associated with competitive
sports. This year, in the All Star game, he stands beside Chiron, the
healer. Pluto knows how to get to the bottom line. Maybe now we can end
the popularity contest. What if the All Star players drew their positions
by a combination of their defensive and offensive play? The player for
each position with the highest score goes to the game. Why not?
Still, All
Star implies All Star. No personality or charm school qualities need enter
here. This game symbolizes those who perform extraordinary play on a daily
basis. When the stars come out, may they be big and bright and not ego-driven
and trite.
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