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Wednesday, July 10, 2002

 

In a bold strike-em-out, throw-em-out, Bud Selig demonstrates both his utter fecklessness and his contempt for the sport he fought so hard to become the steward of. (What was the old joke - this wouldn't have happened if Bowie Kuhn were still alive? Well, the All-Star tie wouldn't have happened if baseball had a commissioner.) Every time the players start talking strike and remind us that they're overgrown children who care more about their paychecks than they do about the sport, the Idiot Lords of Baseballâ„¢ remind us that the owners and their front man are the real enemies of the game.

Some things are just too important to be left to an entirely self-regulated cartel. Everything else the taxpayers subsidize (with public-financing for stadiums, anti-trust exemptions), the government attaches strings to. Why not here? Could it really be worse?

posted by Kelly | 4:51 PM link
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