Baseball, it’s the American pass time. There isn’t a place in the country that you can go where you won’t find at least one Baseball. It’s a tradition, like fireworks on the fourth of July or childhood obesity. Whether you’ve only watched games occasionally on television or you’ve been to every battle of the bay since you were seven, Baseball is everywhere. I myself have been to a few San Francisco Giant’s games in my day. Baseball is here to stay and honestly, that is horrifying.
Baseball is one of the single worst sports in existence. The only thing that makes it worse is that everyone in this country demands that people respect the “American Pass time.” The thing is though, I don’t care what everyone else selling, I’m not buying. I have never felt more cheated and dismayed in my life as the time I spent sitting inside AT&T park. There aren’t enough overpriced hot dogs in the world to make a Baseball game enjoyable. The honest truth of the matter is: Baseball sucks.
I attended a small university that didn’t have much in the way of sports teams, and what few teams it did have were utterly terrible. That being said one of the sports was Men’s Baseball. Now, the “Baseball Boys” as they liked to call themselves, liked to tell anyone who would listen, and even some that wouldn’t, how great Baseball was. Baseball players, and Baseball fans, will always start off with saying that hitting a Baseball thrown by a pitcher in the major leagues is the hardest things to do in sports, which is ironic because sitting through five hours of a Baseball game is the single hardest thing to do as a fan in sports.
I know that a lot of people who are reading this are probably thinking that I am wrong and think that Baseball is a great sport and should remain the American pass time. That’s fine. I can’t change anyone’s mind. I personally think the rest of the world should think like me but, then again, that’s just my opinion. However, I would like to give one final point to my argument that Baseball blows: Baseball is the only game where the fans are doing the exact same thing as the players.
Think about it, every Baseball game I’ve ever seen consists of the following: 1. Pitcher throws the ball, the batter either hit’s it or he doesn’t, and everyone else watches. 2. The batter makes contact, one guy catches the ball, and everyone else watches him do it. 3. The batter makes contact, the ball drops to the ground, someone picks it up and throws it to someone else, and everyone else watches. 4. The batter makes contact, the ball goes over the fence, everyone watches him jog around the bases.
Now, did you notice a pattern? If you didn’t notice, it’s that everyone just stands around and watches other people do stuff. The problem with Baseball is that everyone just stands around and waits for the ball to come to them. Now what are the fans doing while the game is going on? Well, between trips to the bathroom, concession stand, and getting into fights, people are watching the players, but there’s something else people are doing. They are wearing gloves and waiting for someone to hit the ball to them. Catching a pop fly at a Baseball game is the only thing sweeter than getting on the Jumbo Tron, mostly cause if you catch the ball you get on the Jumbo Tron anyway. In essence, the fans are doing the exact same thing that the paid professionals are doing. They are waiting around for someone to hit them the ball, and in the mean time they are watching other people play the game.
People will more than likely argue that my analysis of Baseball is simplistic. While that may be true, it doesn’t change the fact that no other major professional sport that I have ever heard of has players and fans doing the exact same thing. I can’t go to a Laker game and even possibly entertain the idea that Kobe will pass me the rock and I’ll get to drive it to the hole, although if it’s a Pacers vs. Piston’s game I may get to get punched in the face by Ron Artest. (Which consequently, Ron Artest’s fight with fans at that game may be one of the greatest moments in sports history.) Tiger Woods isn’t handing the 3 wood off to me on the seventh hole. Normal, legitimate, sports don’t allow for fan participation.
In summation, Baseball may have been a good enough pass time for the twentieth century, but times have changed. America is in desperate need of a new pass time, one that doesn’t involve grown men standing around for someone to hit a ball in their direction. I don’t know what can take the place of Baseball. I suppose strong arguments could be made for both Basketball and Football. To be honest though, I don’t care what replaces Baseball. I just want Baseball to die.