Baseball is our national sport, our national pastime. Joining together as men to reward the act of running around in a circle. I will thank you not to take its name in vain, Namreg. I've been playing it since I could walk and actively participated all the way through high school. It's my favorite sport to watch on television. I try to catch as many Cubs games a year as I can whether that be at Wrigley or listening to Len and Bob on Comcast or WGN. I live and die with every win and loss from April to September (and October if we could freakin' get there occasionally). I've had a Cubs bracelet (like the Live Strong ones) that says "Believe." I've worn it for four years and I'm not taking it off until we win the World Series, or more likely, I die. So to me, no baseball does not suck. I leave you with one of my all-time favorite movie quotes. I still get goosebumps when James Earl Jones gives this speech:
People will come Ray. The one constant through all the years, Ray, has been baseball. America has rolled by like an army of steamrollers. It has been erased like a blackboard, rebuilt and erased again. But baseball has marked the time. This field, this game: it's a part of our past, Ray. It reminds of us of all that once was good and it could be again. Oh... people will come Ray. People will most definitely come.