Baseball tries to hold onto traditions more fiercely than a jilted husband holding onto his mistress.
There are rituals and songs. There are retributions so basic that medievalists smile down upon them from heaven.
Yet technology tries to drag the game forward with a base stealer's insistence.
The game now has instant replay, but instead of an off-field umpire relaying a decision, we see dark-shirted beer bellies bounding off the field at the rate of an inebriated tortoise.
Who can be surprised, therefore, that the man who runs the game has never sent an e-mail? This is the claim … Read more