I recall Mets announcers saying similar things as Remy in Game 162, 2008 when Reyes-Beltran-Wright-Delgado went the top of the lineup. “This is it — the Mets are batting their 4 best hitters at the top of the order. It’s madness! But it’s necessary!” So why not do it the other 161 games?
“And at which the reader is failing pretty often, too, I’m guessing.”
We’re reading, aren’t we? Now, tell us how to overcome this most human of limitations, and be praised the world over. Few of us desire to dampen our leisured lives to be vital, engaged individuals, and fewer still attempt to rectify the situation. This post illustrates just one more way in which baseball can parallel our own. From an objective standpoint we – as are the ballplayers – are failing to fulfill our maximum potential, but we still strive towards it when we realize too late that we no longer have the time to reach it. Excellent work!
I found it interesting throughout the Wednesday night rain delay that all the broadcasters were insisting that the game between the Orioles and Red Sox would be played out no matter what, even if it took until 3 am.
I completely understood the reasoning but it bothered me a lot. Was there another game this year with Boston or TB where the game was called early where perhaps the results might have changed had it gone on? Why should this one game’s handling of the rain delay any different from the others in the season? If they were to insist on this one game getting completed regardless then why even have the rule, make every game have to be completed.
Carson, this shit is brilliant. I’m upset, very upset, that it’s not longer. It reads as though you purposely abandoned, for whatever reason, tangents that needed to be explored. Bad Scallops probably. It’s always bad scallops.
I eagerly await, “An Apology Of Ties in Baseball.”
Regarding the length, perhaps you’re right. On the other hand, it’s always probably best to err on the side of brevity — writing being one of the few instances where it’s ideal to err on the side of brevity.
No, quite frankly, I don’t. When you specifically get onto a roll about baseball and life, I could read Jack Kerouac inspired scrolls* that lead the reader through a journey of concious rather than plot, theme or any tangible examples. We’ll take from it what we take from it. As for your closing, it amazes me that someone who writes (or often thinks about writing) isn’t forced by circumstance to repeatedly respect the urgency of the moment. Everything your name’s appeared on will first hound you, and then outlive you (unless the Terminator Trilogy is based on the future and Jimmy Cameron was sent back to warn us.)
I feel like I should wipe my chin off, but I must first consider the ramification of that choice.
*Yes, i do expect “a continuous, one hundred and twenty-foot scroll of tracing paper sheets that he cut to size and taped together. The roll was typed single-spaced, without margins or paragraph breaks.”