One of the many things I don't get in life is the appeal of Baseball's Spring Training. Some people actually schedule vacations every year to Arizona and Florida. You are going to see a bunch of people, the majority of whom make way more money than you do play practice games getting ready for the real season-by which time they will charge you $40 and up for decent seats. I kind of get that spring time thing about the coming of summer and getting out of the cold-but if that's all it is why don't you just go to Hawaii or the Caribbean or Southern California-where the beaches are much better.
As I've said I have no great love of Baseball-the whole sport seems to be about who has the most money. Teams are not rewarded for finding and cultivating there own talent-but the time it's really ready to blossom some other teams offers to pay for more for that player. It could be that you could get closer to the players-but nowadays why? What are you going to ask them-what kind of performance enhancing substance they are using. I guess my feeling is get a life-there are a lot better things than going rich guys practice there craft in games that don't matter.
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Money...your honor, I would like to submit the following as evidence for the defense: Nebraska fans buying 40,000 tickets to watch an intrasquad scrimmage; ESPN televising offense vs defense Florida Gator's practice; NFL training camp; Packers' fans selling out practice games and heckling Aaron Rodgers; NBA preseason; 2008-09 Sacramento Kings.
ReplyDeleteAppeal...Kingpin, I guess you never had a son who played Little League. The main appeal of Spring Training is that fans get access to the players. Take a young boy to the fields and you can get 5 baseballs full of autographs, with the entire rosters participating, as well as photos.
There's no question that not having a salary cap in baseball is a major flaw, but if you want a vacation your kids will enjoy, take them to Spring Training. If you want a vacation you and your wife will enjoy, go to the Carribean.
I can just picture the Kingpin looking out his living room window on a Summer day waiting for the neighborhood kids to come around so he can yell, "hey you darn kids, get off my lawn!"