Every
time someone mentions the possibility of a neutral-site World Series, I
shudder, because if that ever happens, baseball will have surrendered
unconditionally to the NFL.
Think
of it. A neutral site takes weather out
of the equation. Playoffs could start in
mid-October and end four weeks later. As
a sop to the “purists,” a few of the November games could be played during the
day, and probably would have to be anyhow in the cold-weather cities. Then the World Series could be scheduled so
that the seventh game falls on Thanksgiving, or the day after, or the day after
that if MLB is afraid of intruding on the NFL and national retailers (think
Black Friday). What could be more
depressing to us purists?
As
it stands, the Super Bowl buildup is more than enough for me in that regard. When exactly did the event turn into a circus,
with media day a cattle call for aspiring clowns, and Marshawn Lynch? I’ll give the Seahawks’ Richard this much, he
doesn’t suffer fools well. “I don’t
answer preschool questions,” he said a few days ago when asked to compare
himself to one of the Patriots’ defenders.
“Improve your line of questioning, then we’ll talk.”
My
thoughts exactly.
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