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More Than a Game
MLB avarice versus the joys of interleague play
Extra innings were over. My beloved Cleveland Indians had beaten my almost as beloved Senior Circuit franchise 6-4. I'd gone crazy with the screamin' and the hollerin' and whatnot, all but physically sparring with my boys — who live and die with Ye Olde Brooklyn Trolley Dodgers. And when the Tribe of my youth beat L.A. in its first-ever trip to Chavez Ravine I let out something — but only something — like a war cry. It felt awesome, like clowning Giants' fans did last year when my Dodgers swept them in S.F.
That's why I felt a little sad about what was said early that day. I'd mocked Major League Baseball a bit because of its creeping irrelevance among young Americans. It's sort of offensive to me the sports administrators and marketers are content to narrow its audience and feast off the disposable income of aging boomers. Isn't baseball supposed to be the national pastime?
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