MLB All-Star Game- sort of serious
It occurs to me that the Major League Baseball All-Star Game suffers from an identity crisis.
I was just standing outside, sipping on the last of the day’s coffee and, you know…that’s sort of the turning point of the day, I was in a non-organized manner ruminating on the day’s remaining possibilities.
Am I going to watch the All-Star game (are you)?
Yeah, I’ll probably look in. If for nothing else, the official end of the Tony LaRussa era.
But, I was thinking back and, when I was a kid, it was a big deal because there was only one game on a week and it was the only chance of the year to see all the big names…all of the same fuzzy reminiscing bullet points you always hear geezers going on about…the two things, two solid memories, that came to mind were, the dastardly bastard Pete Rose ending Ray Fosse’s career…
…and the pathetic, infamous tie.
And, it seems like those two events really shaped the image of the All-Star spectacle. The book is that up until the Rose/Fosse incident; hey, it was a serious thing, these guys were by God competitors and there to win!
After that, the powers that be seemed to stress that it was merely an exhibition and not so serious. Which, in turn, spawned the steroid showcase circus event; the Home Run Derby…which, is pretty boring without the juice. And, after a while the actual game became so useless that it could go against the basic tenet and end in a deadlock.
That caused enough quasi-outrage that the same powers that be decided it needed to once again be a serious contest…sort of. And, they ruled that the winning league would have the World Series home field advantage. And, that is an actual valid stake…it means a little something. But, probably not enough to block home plate with all you have.
So, I think that’s it…the All-Star game is sort of serious.