As I was thinking about what I would like to blog about today. I feel the ground shake a bit and think it’s someone walking by then it shakes a little more and it turns out we just had a little earthquake. This made me think back to our big earthquake in 1989. I was 9 years old and my dad had just dropped off my sister and I at home. We were just about to watch the start of game 3 of the World Series. It was the San Francisco Giants vs. Oakland A’s. The Bay Bridge Series. Well I know I didn’t care about the game once the earthquake hit. I remember the day October 17th 5:04pm. It was 6.9 on the moment magnitude scale (surface-wave magnitude 7.1). We ducked and got under the table and I just remember the ground was rolling under us. I would hate to have another one like that. I remember watching the news and seeing the Bay Bridge had a piece of the upper deck fall. I remember seeing players from both teams standing on the field. The Giants got swept by the A’s in that World Series and I just blame that on the earthquake. I need to have something to blame it on and that’s the only thing that makes me feel okay about that World Series loss. =) Our earthquake today was reported as 4.4. I think it’s the Baseball Gods trying to shake everything up for the NL West. Go Giants!
Here is a picture of the Bay Bridge.
The Day The World Series Stopped.
Picture of Candlestick Park right after the earthquake.
~ King of Cali