Well, I think one is allowed to become a cranky old asshole in some areas and evolve in others. It's not a best of seven series. I am OK with this year's changes, but still rail internally against the designated hitter and the betrayal of that Dodgers relocation to a city not to be named, a city that serves guacamole in the stadium.
I harbor the seething grudge with an active loathing of the LA Dodgers--it feels quite good actually. Somehow I have given the Giants a pass.
Well, I think one is allowed to become a cranky old asshole in some areas and evolve in others. It's not a best of seven series. I am OK with this year's changes, but still rail internally against the designated hitter and the betrayal of that Dodgers relocation to a city not to be named, a city that serves guacamole in the stadium.
I, too, came to terms with the pitch clock. And I am OK with it. But the playoffs are still stressing me out. Guess I'm cranky too.