Perhaps the game's other scars, like the scabs, will go away in time, too. The daily rhythm of baseball—games every day, each one an opportunity to win back fans—may be compelling enough to turn the anger of April into the excitement of September.
For now, all we know for certain is baseball returned to a harsh landscape, with troublesome signs typified by a scene at Yankee Stadium on Opening Day. Joe DiMaggio, ever elegant and graceful at 80, dressed in a crisp dark suit, tossed out the first pitch from a spot in front of the pitcher's mound—as four replacement umps looked on.
Later, the Yankees saluted DiMaggio with a video montage on their message board. Black-and-white images rolled by of this icon, emblematic of an era with the texture and warmth of the gray flannel of those old uniforms. From the loudspeakers came the theme music from Jurassic Park. Prehistoric, indeed.
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