Wednesday, August 1, 2007

WASN'T THIS A MOVIE BY THOSE SOUTH PARK GUYS?

Like every other red blooded American kid, we played baseball growing up, and by the time we reached high school, we were no longer an exceptionally strong hitter. One time, our coach asked us if we were swinging with our eyes closed, and, sadly, we weren't quite sure if he was kidding or not. Perhaps we should have tried our luck at the National Beep Baseball World Series:

In essence, a player -- pitched to by a sighted teammate -- has to detect the beeping, softball-sized ball, strike it and then race toward a buzzing base, reaching it before a fielder manages to grasp and control the beeping ball, having been alerted by its sound.

As in golf, spectators must be silent during the action, so that players can hear the sounds -- and hear any warning from sighted helpers that players are heading for collisions.

We say, forget that wretched Home Run Derby; this should totally be the All-Star Game festivities from now on.

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