I have an internet pal by the name of Carl who is trying to hit every Major League Ball Park this year. This Sunday, I’ll be picking him up from the airport and showing him some of the sights around St. Louis and giving hi a nice tour of Busch Stadium III.
Carl sums up the game of baseball quite nicely
Baseball is a game unlike any other. A tradition dating back over 150 years referred to as our national pastime, baseball stands apart from those other sports. A game played with passion and patience, not urgency. A game not restrained by time but played in the moment. If basketball is played by 7 foot giants, football by 300 pound behemoths and hockey by, uh, Canadians, then baseball is played by children. It is the only sport that can so completely strip away the husk of adulthood to reveal our inner child. To lift us off our feet and carry us back 30 years in time to our days on the sandlot.
You can follow Carl’s exploits, (And hopefully whining of a Giants loss April 20th) here
