As far as balance is concerned, the game of baseball on paper is perfect for lack of a better word. For everything action, there is an equal and opposite reaction for the parties involved. But who cares about a perfect on paper game – this is where man comes into play. We are imperfect by nature and we put too much pressure on ourselves in order to strive for perfection. The game of baseball has been an escape from the noise and pollution from the world around us for over a century; baseball is still just a game and should remain so.
There are so many competing influences and I understand that money is the lubricant to the spinning cogs and the players are paid for their performance, expected and historical, however no body is perfect. While for the first time in the history of the game, we have the technology to eliminate nearly all of the human elements from the game, here’s the problem, the pitcher still has to throw, the batter still has to hit, and defense has to catch the ball. None of those things are guaranteed, and that’s why players that succeed over an entire career 3 times out of 10 are considered monumental successes.
Recently, MLB decided to implement home run replay, to check whether a struck ball is actually a home run or rather a double or foul ball. While this adds fairness to the game, it has the potential to change our flavor of history. Who really wants to end a game on a replay, instead of a controversial call that the 24 hour talking head media can blow up in a cloud of hot air. Tennis has computerized line judges as to whether the ball struck the line or is out. I sadly can see baseball adopting this enhancement all because of the ball may have hit the line on a batted ball by a chunky San Francisco Giants’ player.
There are two stories that the flapping heads don’t want to discuss: first, the player later in the same at bat, hit a deep double scoring two runs to put his team ahead; secondly, the grounds crew did a poor job of preparing the field. In nearly every stadium across baseball, the fair/foul lines are composed of a white powder that aids the umpires in judging whether a ball hit the line and is fair or not. The point of whether the ball was originally fair or foul is moot; the player overcame the situation and hit a double anyway, and it was a beautifully hit double. But that’s not the fun or sexy thing to discuss. The media and self appointed mouth-breathing heralds of the game clamor on and on about controversy.
Just go away. Baseball is bigger than you and it doesn’t need your false drama or hyper politically correct sensitivity. And I quote Tom Hanks’ from “A League of Their Own”: “There’s no crying in baseball!” Go away pundits because quickly after you’re all dead and forgotten (and not missed by me) the game will continue, because the game always continues. You’re not bigger or better than the game. You never were and you never will be so leave baseball alone. Shame on you Bud Selig for bowing to every soulless whim of those know-nothing fools. You’re a disgrace to the game and have been for the better part of two decades.