Worthless and Weak
You're all worthless and weak!Wednesday, July 16, 2008
The good: It was an all star game, so it was exactly a normal baseball game (ie, it was overmanaged, and didn't have "real" starting pitchers.) And although this time it counted, it can never really compare to games that have incredible amounts of situational relevance (ie, pennant races or playoff games). For instance, I'm not sure I'll ever see another game as good as game 4 of the 2004 ALCS. (in fact, I may never see another game as good as game 5 or 6 of the 2004 ALCS, but whatever).
However, stripped of all situational relevance, the 2008 All-star game was perhaps the best game I've ever seen, ever. (I love extra-inning games). The game ended in the bottom of the 15th. The AL was, for all intents and purposes, out of pitchers, meaning that in th 16th they'd have to use a position player, more less guaranteeing the NL a victory. And the game ended on a close play at the plate. And the last play was about the 10th most exciting play of the game. I think I saw as many outs made at home plate last night as I have all year. Maybe for several years. So, all in all, it was a terrific game. Best all-star game ever, I'm going to argue.
The bad: MLB felt the need to start the damn game at 8:45. And take long commercial breaks. (I could understand 8, as it would be 5 on the West Coast. But 8:45 is really just too late to start a baseball game). This meant that the game was over at bout 1:30am. Which meant that, I got about 3.5 hours of sleep last night. Which sucks. So I had a long day of work. And, maybe it was the lack of sleep making me feel uncomfortable, but I have never been as uncomfortable on the T as I was today. although it was packed, a woman was completely invaded my personal space. As soon as she got onto the car, she seemed to walk right into me. And, while she grabbed the bar to "support" herself, she seemed just as happy to lean against me as to support her own weight with her feet. So I felt so uncomfortable and claustrophobic that I had to get off one stop early, and walk home.
(OK, that was really just two completely unrelated paragraphs, I'm sorry for that).
Well, take it easy America! (And Ireland too!)
Garrett
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