So it has come to this . . .
Today marks the All-Star break in the Major League Baseball season, and somehow all the teams I have an interest in following — the 2013 World Champion Boston Red Sox, my hometown Minnesota Twins, the long-suffering “lovable losers” Chicago Cubs, and the Arizona Diamondbacks — are in last place in their divisions.
A statistician geek like Nate Silver might be able to calculate the odds that all four of these teams would be in last place at the break, but I am satisfied to know it has to be astronomical.
I still watch the games because I love the game, but my interest and enthusiasm for this season long ago waned. Maybe the playoffs and World Series will revive it.
I tried getting into soccer, excuuuse me — fútbol — watching some of the World Cup games. I’m sorry, but the announcers get excited when someone does not score, and they try to convince me that a game that ends in a scoreless tie after 90 minutes of regulation, something called “extra time” for stoppage of play subjectively decided by referees and two overtimes, and the winner is then decided by a shootout of penalty kicks is a “classic” for the ages that will be talked about for years. Dudes, that’s just three hours of my life being bored to tears I wish I could get back.