Making the leap
Going to a baseball game is a leap of faith.
It means you have given up something else to sit in the stands for three hours.
It means you have paid money, battled traffic, risked bad weather and, above all, taken a chance - in a world of entertainment options - of being mildly entertained. This doesn't happen with other forms of entertainment. You can read a dozen reviews of a movie before going to the theater and be fairly sure if you're going to like the film. You can see the Rolling Stones in concert for the 100th time or the first time, but you have a good idea of which songs you're going to hear.
With baseball, you never know what you're going to get. Sometimes it's a miserable one-sided walkathon, like the Wild Things' 17-3 loss Sunday to Chillicothe. Almost 3,000 people took a chance on that game instead of watching the finale of the Sopranos. Not a good choice. They should have offered refunds for anyone who stayed past the fifth inning of that game.
Sometimes you get a tightly played extra-inning game, such as the 5-4 loss to Florence on Tuesday. The home team lost, but it was a good baseball game.
And sometimes you get a memorable game, like the Wild Things' 8-7 come-from-behind win Monday when they scored 5 runs in the bottom of the 9th inning. Of the 1,500 or so fans who stayed to the end, I bet not one went home disappointed. Those who left early, well, they probably won't leave early the next time.
It means you have given up something else to sit in the stands for three hours.
It means you have paid money, battled traffic, risked bad weather and, above all, taken a chance - in a world of entertainment options - of being mildly entertained. This doesn't happen with other forms of entertainment. You can read a dozen reviews of a movie before going to the theater and be fairly sure if you're going to like the film. You can see the Rolling Stones in concert for the 100th time or the first time, but you have a good idea of which songs you're going to hear.
With baseball, you never know what you're going to get. Sometimes it's a miserable one-sided walkathon, like the Wild Things' 17-3 loss Sunday to Chillicothe. Almost 3,000 people took a chance on that game instead of watching the finale of the Sopranos. Not a good choice. They should have offered refunds for anyone who stayed past the fifth inning of that game.
Sometimes you get a tightly played extra-inning game, such as the 5-4 loss to Florence on Tuesday. The home team lost, but it was a good baseball game.
And sometimes you get a memorable game, like the Wild Things' 8-7 come-from-behind win Monday when they scored 5 runs in the bottom of the 9th inning. Of the 1,500 or so fans who stayed to the end, I bet not one went home disappointed. Those who left early, well, they probably won't leave early the next time.
posted by Chris Dugan at
10:51 PM
1 Comments:
That 17 to 3 loss reminds me of the Wild Things final game in the play offs 2 years ago, also against Chillicothe.
After Lance (MR. Strange Glove II) made the error in the first inning, the game was over.
As much as I hate the designated hitter (takes a lot of skill out of being a manager), it was a position for MR. Strange Glove II
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