Sorry folks, but the all-star game brings out the inner curmudgeon in me. Here are a few of the things that have annoyed me over the past couple of days...
Talk of the home run derby: I love Scott Van Pelt from ESPN, but he referred to Josh Hamilton and Justin Morneau's final last night as an event where people will remember exactly where they were when it happened. Really?! Can anyone even name who won last year's HR Derby?! Nobody gives a damn.
I love you Jonathon Papelbon, but shut the hell up. Does it really mean that much to you to close the freakin' all-star game. You're a great closer and a key to the Sox success, but Mariano is the GOAT. Period. You have a ways to go. You'll get a chance to play, just like all the other little boys.
Why in the name of all that is holy, does this game count for anything?! It's an exhibition. Just because it ended in a tie a few years ago, Selig had to go crazy. Why did anyone give a damn anyway? Home field should be decided with the real games. The team with the better record gets it, too bad.
If MLB has any hope of me watching any of this crappy game, I'm not going to watch it at 8pm on a Tuesday, that's for certain. I work, I have a kid, I go to bed at 9:30. Sorry. Make it Sunday at 5:00. Then there's a chance.
Excuse me. The curmudgeon has to go shoo some kids off the lawn now.