I have to admit I have not paid a lot of attention to the upcoming WBC. In fact, I didn’t last time around.
Not that it does not interest me. I mean, how can anything baseball related not be good?
It’s more the WBC seems like the Olympics to me, or the All-Star game. Neither of which I watch. I shy away from the Olympics kind of like I shy away from the Academy Awards, which I watched for the first time in 20 years this year (thank Seth McFarlane).
And, while I liked McFarlane and thought the show was OK, what I came away with is it is an awards show. So, by nature it is sort of difficult to really make things compelling even if only Mssrs. Price and Waterhouse truly know who won what before the rest of us.
I also think Awards are so different from when my generation of Boomers was younger. We had no internet. There were basically three television stations, and before Dave Garroway and Steve Allen there were no talk shows.
That means seeing a movie with a star was unusual. as was seeing a sporting event, like a ball game.
I don't say this to complain about how wonderful things were when I was young. Or how the Gen X'ers have it easy. As the truth is, each generation just has it different. I mean, my parents did not have cell phones and telephones were new. For my grandparents, a dial phone was as amazing as my Iphone is to me (though I am pretty competent on mine).
Anyway, I think because we know virtually every aspect of the life of everyone, things like a game on the tube or an awards ceremony certainly does not lack the accessibilty they used to have. And, that makes it sort of easy to take them for granted. It also makes them harder to be, as noted, compelling.
Anyway, I just did not pay that much attention to the last WBC, and actually was giving the even marginal looks this year till Wednesday, when I covered an exhibition contest between Team Mexico and the Dodgers (in fact I wrote the game up at our Cactus Blog).
Watching the game was fun though. Karim Garcia, the former Dodger outfielder, played right field for Mexico, and among the National Team's coaches were Fernando Valenzuela, Teddy Higuera, and Sid Monge. Making it more fun was that Dodger third baseman Luis Cruz and first sacker Adrian Gonzalez played for the Mexican team against their MLB squad.
In fact, both the Giants and Dodgers loaned a handful of pitchers to the Mexican team for the contest, something that seems downright Socialist. Oddly, it also seems like a nice gesture.
As much as I love watching the Major Leagues, I would like to think that someday there could actually be a real World Series, where there were any number of teams from the Domincan Republic or Australia, with rules like Japan: that only two foreign players can be on the team.
Maybe there would only be a 135-game schedule, but they could be synched so that by the end of the year there were playoffs from various divisions as there are now, save them being from all over the planet.
I don't expect any of this in my lifetime, but I have to say the thought of such a grand scheme gives me some hope for us human beings.
Good old baseball might just be the answer. Who knew?