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My big question every opening day is: how did all these people get off work?
This year, a secondary question arises: from where did Vin watch the game, now that he's no longer in the booth?
Well, he didn't catch any of it, according to the L.A Times. “Today I was engaged in that other national pastime, paying bills," he told the Times' Bill Plaschke. "Then I went to the post office to mail them, and now I’m just leaving the carwash."
He added that some people had approached him to say it was weird seeing him walking about on opening day. “I told them I agree," said Scully.
And if you think that Scully called it a day after the car wash, you're dead wrong. Even at 89 he's getting things done on the daily.
“I have to go to the hardware store to pick up some anti-moth product,” Scully told Plaschke. “I’m not sure if I’ll get home in time to see [the game]. Who’s winning?’’
He was told that the Dodgers were up (they'd end up pulverizing the San Diego Padres by a score of 14-3), and when asked if he was happy, Scully said, "Sure I am. I’ve got a really clean car."
All this has got us thinking: anyway we can get a reality series where it's just Vin tackling the minutiae of the day-to-day? The man just has a knack for turning everything into a moment of poetry. Remember when he lost a gold ring while shopping for ribs at Costco? We patiently await a play-by-play of him folding the laundry.
