Thanks for making April 1 the best day so far for Cerve — ’es not a joke, ’eh? I want to share a thought and a correction to say thanks, and hopefully this won’t get tedious. Yesterday I posted that I wanted a grey hoodie with a navy blue cursive “Brewers,” just like an Away jersey. These do exist — for $80 at the Fan Zone, and hopefully less at Brookfield².
But according to Wiki and many other sources, the Brewers blue is midnight blue. As I thought about it, the color midnight blue encapsulates my experience of watching the game.
Midnight blue has also been an official Crayola color since 1958 (a year the Milwaukee Braves were in the World Series). Some more Wiki’a reveals the crayon color is actually a dark midnight blue, and it was known as Prussian blue after its creation in 1949 but before the name change. It also says it’s named for its darkness, close to black, that it’s the color of a vat full of Indigo dye – like blue jeans, blue collar, Milwaukee – and was developed by some old Germans (Milwaukee, Milwaukee, Milwaukee).
As a kid choosing from a box of 80 or 96 Crayolas, I would use navy blue for the mundane, the worldly – for suit jackets and slacks, and maybe the occasional battleship. But when I really wanted to go out of my mind, get weird and try to expound on something truly phantasmagoric, I would reach for midnight blue.
I imagine that if my head suddenly turned into a baseball in the split second before Ryan Braun smacked it to the warning track, I would see the 60.5 feet from the pitchers mound to home plate swirl by at 90 mph before hearing that wooden crack and everything cut to… not quite black, but close… midnight blue… deep… the Bottom of the Ocean.
There is water at the Bottom of the Ocean and, boy-o, there was water at that rotten ivy patch they call Wrigley Field for the Brewers’ first victory of the season. It was so dark and dreary it could have been underwater, or in a dream. And there was the Crew in their midnight blues, cutting through the melancholy like the very definition of phantasmagoria: a fantastic sequence of haphazardly associative imagery, as seen in dreams or fever.
And despite the best efforts by Éric Serge Gagné to throw it away, the team came through – specifically, Counsell, Weeks, Fielder and Tony Gywnn Jr. What dreams may come for this season?