I don’t watch much baseball during the season – perhaps a handful of games – but when the playoffs come around I pay attention, especially when southern California teams are involved, as are the L.A. Dodgers and Anaheim Angels this year. So I watched the first two Dodger vs. Cardinals games and the first Angels vs. Red Sox game.
That’s it. No more. Well, no more TELEVISED games.
Why? The disgusting habit the players have of spitting. Spit, spit, spit, on and on, player and coach alike. It’s not noticeable if you’re at the game, but on television, with all the close-ups, it’s not just noticeable, it’s IN YOUR FACE. Know what, I don’t want to watch a bunch of men spit for two or three hours. It’s just plain gross.
Players of other sports don’t do it. Can you imagine basketball players spitting as they run up and down the court? Football players spitting into their face guards? Hockey, soccer, tennis, skiing, skateboarding, or any other sport? Name me another sport in which the participants spit again and again. Auto racing? Marathon runners? Speedboat racing? Lacrosse? Nope, nope, nope and nope.
So I got out the little AM-FM radio. The one that’s the size of an iPod Classic, but thicker. What we then called “transistor radios” back when I was in high school in the early 1960s. Works just great. Sure, I like the replays and slow motion and freeze-frame, the overhead shots of the crowd and all that stuff on TV, but listening to the radio, I don’t have to see all that spitting.
The audience for the TV games just went down by 1 person. I hope someone notices, but I won’t hold my breath. Go Angels.
UPDATE: Listened to the second Angels-Red Sox game on radio last night, enjoyed it just as much and didn’t have to see the spitting. It’s the way to go.