Friday, October 5, 2012

Nights like tonight are one main reason that the real BS in sports means I can't enjoy it anymore...

3rd inning, scoreless game, mysterious timeout called right on the pitch.  No apparent idea as to who called it:  Pitcher pitched, batter swung for an apparent strike three, catcher caught.  No motion to call time was seen in the replay.  So who called time?

Next pitch?  Out of the park, 2-0 Atlanta.

Within an inning or two, it's 3-2 Cardinals, Braves up.  Batter swings, grounder to the left side, ball starts getting booted all over the stadium for at least one, if not more, runs.

Batter called out for interference -- well inside the grass.

THEN, 8th inning, 6-3 St. Louis, fly ball to the shallow outfield falls for a hit, ruled Infield Fly, all Hell breaks loose in the stadium, and the Braves go down without further fight.

Protest immediately lodged and denied.

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Can I say for sure something was up?  No.

But the thing is that so much bullshit goes on in corporate sports, how can one tell otherwise?

This is why I rail on and on about it.

I mean, one cannot enjoy this when everything that goes on like this must then ask the question as to whether $elig has an agenda to determine who wins...

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