You all know I am not a big sports fan. In fact, I think I’ve probably only been to 10 baseball games in my life. Maybe 15. I do enjoy the games when I’m there, but like Monday night, I come away with more questions than answers.
- Why so many huddles? Visiting team did this six times. Six!
- Why don’t the outfielders get to huddle? Don’t they feel left out?
- Why is Hansel Robles called Caballo Blanco?
- How many times can you actually hit a foul before you’re out? Seems like way more for some than others.
- What’s with all the fidgeting on the pitcher’s mound and on the plate?
- Why don’t relief pitchers get much of a chance? Four relief pitchers for home team, each only pitched 1 inning each. Visiting team sent in one relief – but at least he didn’t mess around on the pitcher’s mound and just threw the ball!
- Why do much spitting?
- Why do they need to replace the bases halfway through the game?
- If the game is tied at the bottom of the 9th and the bases are full when you come to bat, why do you keep swinging? Why not just hunker down and let the pitcher walk you? Especially if you’re not all that tall?
- Why do people go wild when they see themselves on the big screen?
- Why, after paying so much to get in and then paying a boatload more for food, drink and merchandise galore, do so many people depart before the game is over?
Obviously none of these are burning, social-issue kinds of questions (well, maybe the spitting), but clearly not everything makes sense to me. However, questions aside YA and I had a great time even when it went into overtime.
What is the meaning of life?