But not on television. I can’t think of any sport at all I would specifically tune in to watch on television — unless the Saints or the 49ers are playing in the Superbowl, and even then, the ads are half the fun.
I will, however, in a park or stadium, watch almost any baseball game from beginning to end. The one exception was a game I attended last autumn in Boston where it was raining heavily and the seats were close to the field but at such an angle I had to crane my neck to make out what was happening.
My preferred seating is high up in the bleachers so I can see everything play out below me. Which is why I don’t like watching baseball on TV. I don’t care what the batter looks like, and I don’t want to hear his stats. I don’t want to see a closeup of some young pitcher’s face as his sports career dribbles down the drain when he screws up. I’m not interested in hearing predictions about what the coach is going to do next.
I just want to eat a hot link and sit in the bleachers and watch that big, beautiful dial of a field tick through the innings, while I groan at outs and jump up and yell when someone gets to a base or home.
Pam Troy 