Happy Baseball! Because no other sport drops off memory and hope at your doorstep like a phone book bound for the recycling each spring.
The world needs another syrupy 817-word warble about the importance of baseball, the we-need-it-now-more-than-ever significance of it like it needs a fourth Hangover installment.
So I’ll try to be brief: The world needs baseball now more than ever.
Keep in mind I understand wholly the two-facedness of my blind support of baseball. Baseball is a business enterprise. Look no further than the outsized number of promotions and pandering and passive fans of my home field AT&T Park to understand that the game, in order to survive, has had to dangle a thousand pointless distractions in front of its ever-self-serving audience. Those black and white pictures of men in fedoras playing hooky, momentarily unchained from their metal desks and card table-sized ledgers and…
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