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There's No Crying in Baseball


Spring Training started this week.

That probably doesn’t mean much to most of you. But around here, that is more a sign that spring is around the corner than Ground Hog’s Day. Opening Day in Baseball is practically a religious holiday.

Growing up, I wasn’t much of a baseball fan, but I did learn about baseball. I tell my dad that it was hard to be a baseball fan when everyone in our family was rooting for those loveable losers, the Cubs. When I grew up and moved away, I fell in love with a real team, the Cardinals. While my dad probably wishes I was a Cubs fan, I am the only child of his that has any interest in baseball, and we attend at least one game together each year. It is something we both cherish.

This year, it’s hard for even non-baseball fans not to take notice. The news anchors are talking about Albert Pujols’ contract talks more than they did Snowpocalypse. And they thought Snowpocalypse would be the end of life as we knew it. Apparently, it is the same with Albert Pujols’ contract. If Albert doesn’t get a new contract, Cardinals baseball will never be the same.


As much as I love Cardinals baseball, and I am thankful that I have been able to watch the amazing player that Albert Pujols is for the last ten years, I have a hard time swallowing the thought of anyone getting paid $30 million to play grown-up little league. It’s entertainment for us. I know that. I enjoy it. But is it worth $30 million per year? Sports casters are telling us to think of sports players salaries in comparison to the fact that our favorite celebrities get paid $20 million to make a movie. I have a hard time swallowing that, too. Some where along the line, I think our values got way out of whack.

Albert and his wife do wonderful things in the community, both in the US and in the Dominican Republic. Including with developmentally disabled individuals, the type of individuals whom I serve every day. And I am sure that other sports figures and celebrities give back to the community, too. But I still think they are insulated from reality when it becomes the norm for them to ask for $30 million per year and expect it, knowing they could walk away and find someone else to pay that if the Cardinals won't . Albert is very good at what he does. But so are many people in their chosen fields. Most aren't fortunate enough to get paid outrageous sums of money to do the work they love.

Will I be sad if Albert doesn't re-sign with the Cardinals? Sure. Will I lose sleep over it? Nope. There's no crying in baseball.


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Feb. 17th, 2011 08:40 pm (UTC)
Sings of spring are always welcome. I cursed the bloddy snow and ice once more tonight when I fell where I stood flat on my face in an icy patch just as the road turns into the dirveway. Thankfully there was no one around to see my embarrassement but the resolt of the awful weather is clearly evident in all the fractures we get in at work every day.

*raises glass*

Here's to sprin, whenever it may come.
Feb. 17th, 2011 08:42 pm (UTC)
I am sorry you fell. The snow and ice here is finally melting after a week of warmer weather, which has been very nice. I hope it lasts.
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