Made for kids
“Baseball was made for kids, and grown-ups only screw it up.” — Bob Lemon
Those of us who admire the complexity of baseball — or maybe only imagine that we do — might think Lemon has oversimplified things with this statement. But he has far more authority on the subject than I do, and in many ways, I think he’s right about grown-up ambitions and agendas messing with something nearly flawless in its purest form.
One doesn’t have to be adult or sophisticated to get enough of a grasp of the game to enjoy watching or playing it. And even those who live in the endless universe of baseball statistics might admit that the most appealing aspects of the game are still the most basic. A team sport where each player’s individuality is highlighted and accentuated; a game with a predictable but theoretically unlimited structure; a brilliant excuse to get outdoors as soon as the weather allows, and stay out until the cold returns.
What better gifts to give our children? Or for that matter, ourselves?
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