In A World Without Baseball

Baseball has survived everything imaginable. World wars and American tragedies have only slowed the game. Nothing has ever brought it to a screeching halt, until now. It has often rallied us together, given us comfort or a sense of normalcy. Now the sounds of the ball hitting the leather of the catcher’s mitt, the crack of the bat or the roar of an afternoon crowd have been silenced. We are left with nothing and no answers as to when it will begin again. As of right now there is no hope, no light at the end of the tunnel.

For about a week I ran simulation games of the Pirates season on MLB the Show, until I got the home opener. I texted a friend in the middle of the game and told him I was having trouble watching it. It wasn’t the same. I had no interest in the outcome. Win or lose, it wasn’t going to make a difference. Baseball wasn’t here.

I am not telling anyone to stop their simulations or trying to pretend. If that is working for you, I say keep it up. However, I know sooner or later you are going come to the same realization I did. It will lose its luster and its entertainment value; you will be left holding your controller unable to go on. It was a fun escape for a while, but now reality will start setting in. It’s ok, let it! It is new world we live in.

Baseball will come back. I am not saying it is gone forever, but we need to stop willing it to appear like nothing ever happened. We are only setting ourselves up for disappointment. It is a process; not a a snap of the finger or a blink of an eye. We are waiting for someone to give the word and players will start appearing on the field as if nothing has happened. That is not how any of this is going to work.

It sucks, it truly does, but none of us are going to will a change to happen. We just have to be patient. We have to doing everything that is asked of us, which for plenty of us is not much at all. As a baseball fan, it will be all be worth it. I for one will not judge anyone; who has a tear in their eye, or a lump in their throat when see their team take the field for the first time after an eerie calm such as this.

Published by Craig W. Toth

Former Contributing Author at, Co-Host of the Bucs in the Basement Podcast and life-long/diehard Pittsburgh Pirates Fan!

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