Go Tigers! I mean Cardinals!
CBS now has two versions of the segment online:
I don’t know who to root for in the World Series. On one hand, I like Jim Leyland and Jason Grilli. On the other hand, I like it when the National League kicks heinie. And on the other hand, I’m planning to visit the New Busch Stadium in 2007…so I’ve been rooting against the Cardinals all season…because the more they win now, the more crowded it’ll be when I’m there. Oh dear.
Outcomes aside, I’m glad the sports world’s focus turned back to baseball and away from DirtGate. Did Kenny Rogers cheat? No doubt. And I hate cheaters. But just about everyone cheats in baseball. Does anyone complain when Albert Pujols digs his right foot into the dirt two inches beyond the back edge of the batter’s box? No. And therefore, I’m not mad at Rogers for using pine tar. (I’m mad at him for the way he lied about it, and I’m disappointed at MLB for trying to cover it up.) It was 30-something degrees. His poor little berry-pickin’ fingers were cold. Perhaps numb. He wanted a better grip, and he tried to get away with something naughty. The sport is full of people being naughty: steroid users, sign stealers…even catchers who frame pitches to influence the home plate umpire. Where do we draw the line? I don’t know. I don’t care. It a beautiful game regardless.