Save for those wacky Canadians, baseball got what we wanted a Game 7. How we got here is pure theater. I’m glad that my FOX is now set on permanent mute and I won’t listen to any more nonsense from three egomaniacs that seem to have forgotten they aren’t suiting up.
At this point in the series, we know that everyone is available tonight and nobody can pretend not to be ready for action at any point in the game. Mookie Betts already defied the odds and came through last night when everyone-including a Dodger fan that I spoke with last night-had given up on him.
I know that TV networks have paid for the right to put themselves in the spotlight, but I still am uncomfortable with the whole trophy presentation and the network’s involvement. Why not have the presenting gambling website hand over the trophy?
If this were a Quinn-Martin production, this would be Act Five.
I'd rather be sitting in a ballpark. 
2 responses to “Predictions be damned…”
I’m listening to the Blue Jays radio broadcast. It’s a few seconds ahead of the video broadcast, but that’s alright. I love the local viewpoint; besides, I get hockey scores during breaks in the action.
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The national radio broadcast and mlb.com gameday live was also more than a few seconds ahead of FOX. I would have liked the local spin although I wouldn’t have wanted to hear their take on the loss
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