There were three men around the fire, with the smell of coffee and of bacon frying. It was a two-bit camp in mighty rough country, with three saddle-broncs and a packhorse standing under a lightning-struck cottonwood. "Howdy," I said. "You boys receivin' visitors, or is this a closed meetin'?" They were all looking me over, but one said, "You're here, mister. Light and set."
From "The Man From the Broken Hills" by Louis L'Amour


Thursday, September 13, 2007

Who Won That Game?

Yesterday, a professional baseball game was played between the Washington Nationals and the Florida Marlins. This 12-inning marathon was played at Dolphin Stadium in Miami which can seat around 75,000 fans.

The attendance for yesterdays game? Around 400.

Yep. 400 folks attended this match-up which lasted just over 4 hours.

You can read all about it at the Washington Post link below (photo credit goes to the Post as well):
http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2007/09/12/AR2007091201874.html

Several years ago, I had an on-going debate with Preston, a co-worker and friend of mine. Now, Preston is a baseball purist and a fan to some degree. I'm really not, I admit.

So anyway, we were discussing the fact that several high profile games had their outcomes impacted by either poor officiating, or spectator interference. I pointed out at that time that baseball needed to revamp the officiating -- you, know, add a replay official to use slo-mo to overrule those bad calls, and get rid of the umpires who are sometimes biased and always incumbered with basic human limitations. I also pointed out that the games were far too long and that people now-a-days lack the attention span to watch a game in excess of 3 hours.

Of course my friend scoffed at me, and told me that you don't mess with the National Pastime. He was pretty passionate about his views, and frankly, I just liked messing with him. And, as he was and still is, bigger than me -- I eventually let it go.

Yesterday's Miami game just proves that I am right though. It doesn't matter that these two teams suck right now. People will go see professional athletics, if certain criteria are met. Hey Baseball Commissioner, you wanna save your sport? Here's what you need to do:

1. Get rid of the home plate umpire. We have computers that can determine a strike zone without bias and without error. If you still think that the Umpire needs something to do, let him yell out the results that the computer gives him.

2. Bring in an instant replay official that can overrule a close call on a base or catch.

3. This one's my favorite: Institute a time clock, much like a shot-clock in basketball. Have the time start when the pitcher gets the ball. Then give him 30 seconds to get rid of it. I once read that if you took all of the action in a baseball game - pitches, hits, steals, etc. - and pieced it altogether, you'd have about 9 minutes of action. 9 minutes of action from a 4-hour game aint gonna cut it. You get your major league games down to 90-120 minutes and you'll have a better chance of the Generation X-er's putting away their Nintendos for a while to watch a game.

4. Lastly, if none of the above work, then you are probably going to have to hire a 40-girl pom/dance squad. Dress them up in cleavage and sequins and let them squirm around on the field during the 7th-inning stretch.

Ok, that last suggestion was just a joke.

And, sorry Preston - I don't want to mess with the National Pastime. I just want to enjoy it more.

Tuesday, September 11, 2007

@%!*! College Football Fans

Sports fans are ruining sports for me.

Maybe that's too broad of a statement. I'll rephrase.

College students are ruining college athletics for me.

They are just plain obnoxious. Even the students at my Alma Mater -- especially the students at my Alma Mater.

In fact, I'm sure that I have attended my last home game at OSU. The last game that I attended left me embarrassed to be OSU Alumni. It wasn't the performance of the team on the field that made me feel that way -- it was the student body and the fans in the stands. I hadn't attended a game in a few years before I went to this game. I didn't realize it was standard practice to chant profanities in unison at the opposing team and officiating staff. Silly me.

I was just glad that I didn't have my kids with me that day.

How sad is that? The fact that I don't want to take my sons to a football game at my own university? I guess I'm just not ready to explain the "f-word" to my six year old yet (yes, believe it or not, I have managed to insulate him from that word thus far in his life).

I watched some of the Rutgers - Navy game this past weekend. It wasn't enough for the Rutgers fans that their team handily beat the smaller Navy squad. No, they had to be jerks about it too. There is an excellent article regarding this from the New Jersey paper "The Star Ledger". Here's the link:
http://www.nj.com/news/ledger/index.ssf?/base/columns-0/1189484859197200.xml&coll=1