But it’s just a reminder of why baseball is the greatest game.
…Ms. Ober. Can we get a snarky article like the Phish one about baseball or sports / entertainment in general? Rile up the faithful?
Yeah, national pastime and all. I still don’t get it. Or spectator sports in general.
But it is a reflection of the greater good ole USA I guess. Sitting around stuffing our faces while watching millionaire marketing made men play a game. Pouring huge amounts of money out of our pockets into the coffers of…
Never mind.
Carry on.
Yeah, sorry. Let the wrath of the faithful rain down on me. Bring on the troll rating. Preach to me, the unclean, about the honorable spirit of sport.
But, know, that as an impressionable youth I lived and breathed the ‘tribe’ and the Browns. Heartache after heartache. I even wrote the sports column in my grade school paper. But somewhere along the way I had those idyllic thoughts of the ‘greatest game’ and noble ‘sportsmanship’ ripped out of my mind when things like teams magically up and moving, new stadiums getting front and center attention in a city that was rotting from the inside out, enhancing one’s performance with drugs, players and owners living large in a city with huge economic issues (but they did give some money and appearances to charity!), etc, etc. etc. Not to mention the free pass that many in the media and public give to these oversized boys…
To me, is just business first and opiates for the masses as a nice side benefit – plain and simple.
I wonder what happened to the sox. They were trouncing teams earlier by football scores, then they just fell apart and collapsed like they had barely won a game all year.
It is interesting to see guys put their minds ‘on hold’ when it comes to Major League sports. But that’s part of Capitalism’s hook–Male Bonding and, thusly, Male Bonding with Capitalism. Us guys got big issues here, ladies–would you mind keeping an eye on the Wars and the Social Justice issues while we focus on the playoffs. And, can you bring me a beer, Sue.
It’s sort of like The Male Pill (which we’ll never see). Guys just got to have their BIBLICAL destiny jerk-off. Even if we spill our seed on Pro Sports, we can still impregnate (and make war) at will, and we’ll never take a pill that will make us…what…impotent?…like the Red Sox.
Shit. The f’n’ Entergy Fire is more important than this baseball shit. Hell, there’s single mothers with kids, and Irene victims who need help. I’d ‘bet’ the money GUYS BET ON SPORTS would help them out a lot.
Go Tigers. And Brewers. PLAYOFFS FOR PEACE. Yeah, Right!
Sometimes you eat the bear and sometimes the bear eats you.
Word from the pundits is that their WAS an I in team this year for the Red Sox. That the club house, according to Jim Rice on NESN, was reportedly more like a spa full of babies making excuses instead of looking for solutions. That the Commander in Chief (Tito Francona) could not make the (mostly) highly paid players care about each other, or their common goal-the World Series, and certainly not their fans.
But it’s just a reminder of why baseball is the greatest game.
…Ms. Ober. Can we get a snarky article like the Phish one about baseball or sports / entertainment in general? Rile up the faithful?
Yeah, national pastime and all. I still don’t get it. Or spectator sports in general.
But it is a reflection of the greater good ole USA I guess. Sitting around stuffing our faces while watching millionaire marketing made men play a game. Pouring huge amounts of money out of our pockets into the coffers of…
Never mind.
Carry on.
Yeah, sorry. Let the wrath of the faithful rain down on me. Bring on the troll rating. Preach to me, the unclean, about the honorable spirit of sport.
But, know, that as an impressionable youth I lived and breathed the ‘tribe’ and the Browns. Heartache after heartache. I even wrote the sports column in my grade school paper. But somewhere along the way I had those idyllic thoughts of the ‘greatest game’ and noble ‘sportsmanship’ ripped out of my mind when things like teams magically up and moving, new stadiums getting front and center attention in a city that was rotting from the inside out, enhancing one’s performance with drugs, players and owners living large in a city with huge economic issues (but they did give some money and appearances to charity!), etc, etc. etc. Not to mention the free pass that many in the media and public give to these oversized boys…
To me, is just business first and opiates for the masses as a nice side benefit – plain and simple.
I wonder what happened to the sox. They were trouncing teams earlier by football scores, then they just fell apart and collapsed like they had barely won a game all year.
It is interesting to see guys put their minds ‘on hold’ when it comes to Major League sports. But that’s part of Capitalism’s hook–Male Bonding and, thusly, Male Bonding with Capitalism. Us guys got big issues here, ladies–would you mind keeping an eye on the Wars and the Social Justice issues while we focus on the playoffs. And, can you bring me a beer, Sue.
It’s sort of like The Male Pill (which we’ll never see). Guys just got to have their BIBLICAL destiny jerk-off. Even if we spill our seed on Pro Sports, we can still impregnate (and make war) at will, and we’ll never take a pill that will make us…what…impotent?…like the Red Sox.
Shit. The f’n’ Entergy Fire is more important than this baseball shit. Hell, there’s single mothers with kids, and Irene victims who need help. I’d ‘bet’ the money GUYS BET ON SPORTS would help them out a lot.
Go Tigers. And Brewers. PLAYOFFS FOR PEACE. Yeah, Right!
Sometimes you eat the bear and sometimes the bear eats you.
Word from the pundits is that their WAS an I in team this year for the Red Sox. That the club house, according to Jim Rice on NESN, was reportedly more like a spa full of babies making excuses instead of looking for solutions. That the Commander in Chief (Tito Francona) could not make the (mostly) highly paid players care about each other, or their common goal-the World Series, and certainly not their fans.
Hmmm, sound familiar to anyone?