Doubleheaders
are a staple of college softball. The
only difference between games in Florida and the rest of the season is that the
games down South don’t always go back-to-back.
The weather’s nice, so you don’t mind.
Back home, though, you play two as fast as you can, before the April
snow or thunderstorms roll in. Players
and fans have twenty minutes between games to eat and do whatnot.
Doubleheaders
used to be a part of baseball, too, before the national pastime felt a need to
take every last cent from its fans. Memorial
Day, Fourth of July, Labor Day—they all called for a twin bill. But now, two games on the same day offends the
bottom line. I mean, how can you charge
people twice for parking? Oh, wait, you
can do that with a day-night doubleheader.
Clear the stands and lots after game one, and charge ’em when they come
for game two. Even then, the doubleheader
has fallen out of favor. The day-night
variant is treated at best as a necessary evil.
Yesterday, a
rainout led the White Sox to play an old fashion doubleheader, the games back
to back like in the old days. Why, if
they did more of that, baseball could get its schedule in order and keep from
going into November, but we wouldn’t want that, now would we? I have a sneaking suspicion the Commissioner
would love nothing more than to play the World Series at a neutral site, with
game seven scheduled for the Thanksgiving Day weekend.
The great thing
about twin bills is the chance to win two.
Conversely, the bad thing about doubleheaders is what the White Sox did
against the Angels last night. Thank
you, non-existent pitching.
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