Did you know baseball has a 'no fraternization' rule, Rule 3.09, which prevents players from talking to each other and being friendly while in uniform. It's the least enforced rule in baseball and for good reason. It's stupid.
Like when a guy gets a single, and while he's at first and waiting for the next guy to get to the plate he's often chatting with the first baseman, many times they are both smiling or laughing. I love that. What are they talking about? Good places to eat after the game? Making fun of the mascot? Comparing cell phone plans? Discussing whether the Kuiper belt that exists near the orbit of Neptune is in any way related to former light hitting second baseman Duane Kuiper? I always wonder what they're saying and wish we could listen in. But that would just make them self-conscious and I'd rather they feel free to enjoy themselves. I think it's part of what would make paying baseball the very best of things to do for a living.
Of course it could all be just a bunch of sophomoric teasing.
"Nice hit--for a girl."
"Say it, don't spray it."
"Your momma."
"No, YOUR momma."
*makes farting sound every time the runner steps on first*
"Bite me."
A couple of years ago baseball asked the umps to start paying closer attention to it, for some reason, but I never saw one infraction called and never heard one announcer discuss it. It was a complete non-issue.
Well now they're talking about removing it from the books (I don't have a link but Buster Olney wrote it in a blog on a pay site that I saw referenced in another blog). Good for them. Let's keep making sports be about sportsmanship and community.
Except for Michigan. It's Wednesday and Michigan still sucks.
What used to be one thing is now another.
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Wednesday, November 13, 2013
Thursday, February 25, 2010
Opening Day
This is a blog about dogs and cats, and maybe some other stuff. Though I have access to veterinary advice, this will not be a veterinary advice blog. It will be more about people who love dogs and cats hanging out and talking about things that are mostly about dogs and cats, but sometimes not. I hope that's clear.
One thing I know about blogs is that virtually no one will read this first post today, or tomorrow, or maybe for a while. I know when I discover blogs, they've already been going for a while, which has a lot to do with me never being asked to be in the group with the cool kids. I always have to mill about on the periphery and wait for one of them to say the name of a great blog a little too loudly, at which point I scribble it on my hand with a pen and run home to check it out. Sometimes I'm so late to the party that the blog has run its course, like FireJoeMorgan.com, which was a great, if a little mean spirited, blog about baseball journalism. I discovered it about a month before they folded up shop. Oh well, there's always the archives.
You will notice that I will make baseball references. I like baseball, and seeing as how spring training has started I've got the fever. But don't worry, this won't be a baseball blog. It will be a blog about pets, mainly dogs and cats, and how we love them and care for them and what kind of trouble they get into when we're not looking. It'll be about what they expect from us and what we expect from them. And it'll be about what it means to be human as our pets would define it. Like, did you ever have your cat stare at you while you tied your shoes? He's thinking, "How can he lick his toes with THOSE things on?"
Anyway, welcome to this tiny corner of the blogosphere.
One thing I know about blogs is that virtually no one will read this first post today, or tomorrow, or maybe for a while. I know when I discover blogs, they've already been going for a while, which has a lot to do with me never being asked to be in the group with the cool kids. I always have to mill about on the periphery and wait for one of them to say the name of a great blog a little too loudly, at which point I scribble it on my hand with a pen and run home to check it out. Sometimes I'm so late to the party that the blog has run its course, like FireJoeMorgan.com, which was a great, if a little mean spirited, blog about baseball journalism. I discovered it about a month before they folded up shop. Oh well, there's always the archives.
You will notice that I will make baseball references. I like baseball, and seeing as how spring training has started I've got the fever. But don't worry, this won't be a baseball blog. It will be a blog about pets, mainly dogs and cats, and how we love them and care for them and what kind of trouble they get into when we're not looking. It'll be about what they expect from us and what we expect from them. And it'll be about what it means to be human as our pets would define it. Like, did you ever have your cat stare at you while you tied your shoes? He's thinking, "How can he lick his toes with THOSE things on?"
Anyway, welcome to this tiny corner of the blogosphere.
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