by Stephen Jones
If you breathe analytics
And you eat numeral cryptics…
You will probably say so.
(And don’t forget the younger fanbase.
It wants everything like a race,
Where even a ballpark’s serenity
May get tweaked by “modernity”.)
But if you sit in the stadium,
Where its roar is like an ocean…
Most will definitely say “No”.
(For them, it’s like a small vacation
From the day-to-day vexation;
For them, it’s like a vertical beach,
With dog and beer in easy reach.)
Timeless, baseball’s a contradiction;
That’s a part of its evolution.
It’s a “hurry up” place … to go slow.
Nice!
True: still a pastoral game in an age of wires, steel & concrete where people come to breathe something besides gas fumes.