Yesterday was a holiday. I am a Detroit Tiger fan. Yesterday was the home opener, which I have been attending regularly since I was old enough to drive. Before I get the bandwagon comments, anybody who knows me knows that I was dumb enough to admit my fandom during all the miserable years that preceded last year's miracle in Motown.
Baseball is a relaxation exercise for me - big-time stress reducer too. The pace of the game is slow enough that you can leisurely explore other ideas, and even daydream a bit, without missing the action. NASCAR races are like that for me. At home, I rarely sit down and watch a race from start to finish. The race broadcast itself is usually background noise, to some extent, for the other things that need to be addressed on a Sunday afternoon. Hell, most of the action takes place during the commercials anyway, right? I hadn't realized this similarity, for me, until yesterday during one of my wandering mind periods, in about the fifth inning.
Our friend Matt Crossman has a baseball related lean in his blog about Martinsville and the bumping that goes, and went, on....
Here's what I think: There's nothing wrong with the way Gordon nudged Johnson in an attempt to get him out of the way. It's no different than throwing a pitch inside to move a hitter off the plate. The fear of getting hit makes a batter back off; the fear of getting wrecked makes a slower driver get out of the way. If the batter won't move without some encouragement, a pitch inside is fine. Same goes for a driver who delivers a bump.
Obviously, intentionally hitting a guy in the face is wrong (though plunking him in the ribs in certain situations would be OK), as is intentionally wrecking a guy, and pitchers and drivers have to deal with what happens if they intend to intimidate and instead end up wrecking the other guy. more...
Matt is a pretty regular guest ON PIT ROW and he is also a Tiger fan. I don't know if he made the game yesterday, but if he did, he probably noticed this. There were forty three thousand plus people at the game - and probably another twenty thousand or so who tailgated and skipped the game - and I didn't see one item of NASCAR clothing. Zero. Everyone, it seemed , had on Tiger stuff. Next time you go out, anywhere, see how long it takes to spot the NASCAR gear.
Opening day in Detroit is pretty special. I'll bet that in the years after the 100 loss seasons, there were more #3 Earnhart hats than there were #3 Trammel (or this year Sheffield) hats in attendance.
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