Jilted again? (cont.)
Posted: Monday January 29, 2007 11:22AM; Updated: Monday January 29, 2007 11:22AM
You're probably not America's game any more, now that Football is hanging around, but you remain beloved. There is no way to quantify how much I look forward to coming home from work most nights and hanging out with you. I find a groove in the couch, turn down the lights, listen to old friends like Skip and Joe and Pete while I try and guess the location of the next 250 pitches.
What I don't understand is why you chose now to flirt with DirecTV. I get that you're thinking about launching your own TV station down the road, and I get that DirecTV is offering you more money than cable TV did. Fine. And I understand that if you go through with this deal, all the games will still be available on your MLB.TV Web site. But as much as I love you, Baseball, there's no way I'm spending eight hours at work staring at a computer screen and then coming home and sitting down for three hours to stare at herky-jerky action on another computer screen.
If you leave, I'm not sure what I'll do. I'm not allowed to have DirecTV, I don't want to look at my computer any more than I already do, and I want to watch the games, not listen to them (sorry, XM). So if you're really running off to satellite TV, I think I'll just have to break it off with you. I don't know for how long, but at least for a while. No games in person, no games on TV, maybe even not even using your sponsors anymore. I'll get Yankees and Mets games on my cable system, but I don't like either of those teams. I want to watch my Atlanta Braves. And you're telling me I'm not allowed to watch my team play?
That's what you're telling me, isn't it? I get that the Braves aren't spending huge money and they probably won't be favored to even win the NL East, much less a championship. But the Braves trigger my memories and make me feel closer to home. And that makes me feel good.
And now, baseball, you're saying that you don't want me to feel good. Because making a deal with a network of satellites is more important to you than my feelings.
Your decision isn't final yet, I understand, and maybe there's a part of me that's hoping that this letter will make you change your mind. But I don't expect it to. You're going to make the choice that benefits you, not the choice that would benefit me or us. I know you think you're perfect, but you've made your share of mistakes. Remember the lockout, and how you had to have the players throw balls into the stands to try and generate some positive karma? Remember when you were going to put the Spider-Man 2 logo on bases? So you're not perfect. You can make bad decisions. This is one of them. This seems like just another bad choice that you're just determined to make.
And you're going to leave me with no choice at all.
Lang Whitaker is the online editor of SLAM magazine and writes daily at SLAMonline.com.