Spring Training
It’s
a sad season for fans of the SF Giants. Sad. I have no idea who
these guys are—I read that they have employed 17 big-league
coaches. Jeebus...17 coaches. The general behavior of the club is
the same as an expansion club that’s trying to decide who it wants
to be when it grows up. I also read that they’ve signed so many
players and coaches that they’ve run out of jersey numbers and have
issued “0” and “00”. Now, I don’t know if all that’s
true, but I do read the McCovey Chronicles, and one of their pieces
on the web site this week is entitled “ Which Fictional Character
Do You Want To Manage The Giants?”.
So
it’s not just me. Fictional Character to manage? One of their
suggestions was Elle Woods, and I think that’s just dandy.
Even
at that, baseball in general is in trouble…..Currently
over-regulated and over-sanitized with
way too many “metrics”.
Players are
over-paid
causing ticket prices to rise out of the range for a regular guy
(such as myself) to go to games regularly. I went to ONE live game
last year, and none the year before, all because of the 11 dollar
beer, the 9.75 hot dog, the 50 dollar parking, and…..I just don’t
have that kind of money.
Then
you’ve got the Rob Manfred issue—A Commissioner without meaning
or courage. The Astros got off essentially scot free even after
admitting that they cheated their way into the 2017 World Series
title. And that’s not the core of the Manfred
problem—Attendance has fallen every year for at least the last 7
years. Manfred offers to change the rules will-nilly, without
considering that the essence of baseball is it’s longevity and
consistency—I mean really, now….
In
his defense, Manfred's a fargin’ LAWYER for Christsake. I don’t
see that he actually has any love for the game, it’s history, or
it’s soul. He thinks baseball is a series of television contracts
and labor peace. He’s wrong about that.
I’ll
hang on with MLB and the Giants for now, but……...Give me a game
where the decisions made by the Umpire were final…..Where a manager
could go to the plate and kick dirt on the umpires shoes out of
anger…..Where it
was warfare with rules…..Where you could slide into second with bad
intent to break up a double play. You know…..Baseball.
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