Tom Seaver throws like he's nearly 70 but looks like he's not yet 50. I guess you can't nip and tuck your fastball.
Why do we feel compelled to devote so much time to crooning at baseball games? Marc Anthony sings like a girl. Neil Diamond is so over that Huey Lewis and the News laugh at him.
(In fact, note to Baseball: You're two-for-two with Diamond, if falling flat on your face is your goal. Sweet Caroline [whoa-whoa-whoa] is older than Mariano Rivera. Get the dorky old dude off the field.)
Speaking of Rivera, that was awesome. He and Cano really showed their class at the ASB. Rivera is so genuine. Bravo to Cano for his professionalism in the face of being forced out of the game after two pitches.
Who fed Joe Buck and Tim McCarver their Wheaties? That was the single best broadcast I've heard them do. It was pitch perfect. They called it a pitchers' duel from the start. They kept up with the personnel changes and packaged them in the managers' philosophies. They wove in on-point reflections on the season so far. They captured the changing of the guard without overstating it. And they let the scene speak for itself when Rivera came out. Fox gets my All-Star vote for last night.
It's nice that the bestowers of such things picked Mariano Rivera for the MVP. Let's be honest why he won it: because there was no MVP. Only the final run scored on a hit. No one homered. The shutout required 10 pitchers.
As usual, the AP got it wrong. In its first paragraph, it credited Jose Bautista, JJ Hardy and Jason Kipnis for driving in the game's runs. Two of the three runs scored on outs. Hardy nearly hit into a double-play. The trio went one-for-four.
Am I the only person who noticed how stupid Torii Hunter looked trying to pump up the AL squad before the game? I mean, besides his teammates? Torii, that #*!@ doesn't work in baseball.
Sal Perez got the Royals' first hit in an All-Star game since Bo Jackson in 1986. That's 27 years ago, before Perez, and about half his All-Star teammates, were born.
The seats directly behind home plate were two-thirds empty by the seventh inning. Those are the seats occupied -- until late in the contest -- by rich, well-connected people who don't love baseball but want to be seen. You snot-nosed, mouth-breathing toads -- either honor sporting history or stay the !@#$%^ home. Dickie from Charlotte and Paul from Oakland would've given their left testicles for those tickets.
So now the American League has home field advantage in the World Series. Isn't it great that America gets to see an extra game at the O.Co Coliseum! Just in time for them to burn down that junk pile and let the A's move to San Jose.
And finally, we still have half a season to go. It's shaping up as one for the ages. Is it Thursday yet?
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