By Ken Lewis
August 09, 2006
Baseball to me is: An American sport not approved of by the Profit
Mohammad and Terrorist do not play it. These are two recent reasons
I love it. It also means we kicked the King of England, his weak
over taxed tea and his version of recess activities back across
the Atlantic. A Civil War General named Abner Doubleday is credited
for inventing the game upon our soil, and I like that concept
as well. Did I forget to mention Mom and Apple Pie? Jacque Chirac
throws like a Frenchman. And eclectic music is not played during
the seventh inning stretch. Bada Bing Baby, give me a lousy hotdog
and spill your beverage on me. I have my own view of America.
The greatest athlete on earth, according to King of Sweden,
had his Olympic medals stripped because he made 50 bucks a month
feeding his family playing it. The mighty Jim Thorpe played semi
pro ball during a summer, this technical violation occurred before
Thorpe showed that one of Americas first peoples was the best
athlete on earth. Try not to compare NBA players representing
our Olympic basketball team today, and make sense of this humiliating
treatment of Jim Thorpe. I can t wait for the day a young American
Native does something incredible in the game of baseball, and
when asked what motivated him, he says Jim Thorpe s decathlon
and pentathlon Gold Medals. There is room for Jackie Robinson
moments, if we quit focusing on reporter s glory and their next
steroids story. But fairness to me would be every College Professor
at Berkley being drug tested until Berkley wins the College World
Series. PEANUTZ HEEEERE!
Baseball was made to be as cruel as it is great. As Bohemian
mentality through appeasement, try to remove the feeling of the
game to protect their own feelings, they inevitably flat line
it. (Note; Bohemians must prove how wrong and insensitive their
parents were). If it doesn t hurt, never expect to enjoy the
extreme highs it can bring. Winning means nothing unless you
risk something of value, that value can be in the form of dedicated
effort, and this is why tying (kissing ones sister in baseball)
is unacceptable. The people that over use the term fun to justify
mediocrity, will never understand that there are higher levels
of fun that are a direct result of hard work and higher expectations.
The comrades, who go on a quest to be the best, may feel extremes
ranging from a pool of tears on a dugout floor to a pig pile
of incredible accomplishment. It is never faked and there is
no easy button for this rollercoaster of feelings. This Natural
High is of their-own creation, and they should never be protected
from having their hearts torn out. It makes them stronger when
they decide, never to feel it again, and they do something about
it. This also applies to missing the cut. Even a man like John
Lennon had to work hard and take music seriously before anyone
cared about his message. Lennon would have just been another
hippie had he not worked harder than the other hippies with guitars.
Imagine if Yoko Ono planned the invasion of Normandy and Yogi
Berra married John? My bet is Ichiro would be working at a VW
factory, and Yogi would have written a book called my two daddies.
Baseball should never try to entertain, anymore than entertainers
should bring their ideologies to the greatest game on earth.
Yogi-ism if they made the bases a foot further apart, the plays
would not be so close.
Because Yogi speaks in riddle, his message was "you view
me as a fool, therefore only a fool would suggest changing this
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