The tragedy of baseball now is that Americans can no longer rely on the World Series to bring them together, in agreement or in discord. Only a handful of baseball fans now watch it, due to the expense and even difficulty of figuring out how to watch it these days.
Before the money folk confiscated free television sports, even nonfans could enjoy the camaraderie or rivalry of the ultimate contest once a year, giving Americans a common topic of conversation. What does that now? When we most need baseball, we don't have it. So kudos to Mr. Frommer for keeping history alive in this article, at least. And no, this year, I can't afford to watch the World Series.
I was going to say that we can’t agree on whether the weather is good or bad, but yeah, climate versus weather is the other thing people will comment on. 😉
The tragedy of baseball now is that Americans can no longer rely on the World Series to bring them together, in agreement or in discord. Only a handful of baseball fans now watch it, due to the expense and even difficulty of figuring out how to watch it these days.
Before the money folk confiscated free television sports, even nonfans could enjoy the camaraderie or rivalry of the ultimate contest once a year, giving Americans a common topic of conversation. What does that now? When we most need baseball, we don't have it. So kudos to Mr. Frommer for keeping history alive in this article, at least. And no, this year, I can't afford to watch the World Series.
Seems all we’re left with is the weather.
And too many can't agree on where weather ends and climate begins.
I was going to say that we can’t agree on whether the weather is good or bad, but yeah, climate versus weather is the other thing people will comment on. 😉
Well, how about those Blue Jays? Go Canada!
Also, I grew up in Pittsburgh, so I enjoyed this story mostly because the Bucs won!
It was a pretty incredible tale. Then again, I waited 50+ years for the Cubs to win the World Series, so some things pale by comparison :)
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Walter Johnson donated land on which sits my former high school, named after the great man. WJ!
wow, imagine seeing that debacle in this day and age.
In broadcast days of the 60s and 70s, there would've just been a televised rain delay in which the entire team was interviewed ad infinitum.