Baseball is politically incorrect. By all of today’s standards, with all of the “political correctness” nonsense, baseball is a game that should be hated by all. Think about it. You have these huge stadiums, which cost millions to build (upsets Communists and Socialists). Inside these stadiums, you have grass-playing surfaces that are carefully manicured (upsets the Environmentalists and Naturalists). You go to the concession stands and buy hot dogs and hamburgers (upsets PETA and other animal rights organizations). You watch players who make millions play a kids game (upsets Liberals). One of these players stands on a mound (slang for a female body part, which upsets females), and when you have a big umpire (boss figure that nobody likes) tell you that you have no balls (upsets males) and two strikes (upsets management at big corporations who have to deal with unions), it is no wonder why nobody should like baseball.
Think about baseball history for a minute. Throughout the entire history of the game, you have had a variety of different types of players. There have been Jews, Micks, Dagos, Wops, Spics, Indians, Gooks, Japs, Yellows, Honkys, and Rednecks. Don’t forget about the Negroes and Latinos. All of these different peoples have been mad at sometime or another at one or more of the other groups. So by every right, everybody should be mad at baseball and the game shouldn’t by all rights exist in this politically correct world.
However, it does exist. The people that work in, play in, watch, or are associated with baseball have been smart enough to put aside their differences and work together to bring about a common goal, enjoyment for the game. On every major and minor league ball club, you see Latinos, Orientals, Blacks, and Whites working together to play as a team. They don’t look at each other and see skin colors. They look at each other and see skills and unique qualities that help to give a team its persona. Upper management works with lower management to try and develop the worker and put the best possible combination on the field (in theory anyway). Back office works with Front office. Behind the scenes people work with in the scenes people. All of this is done for a common goal, to put the best product on the field and make it an enjoyable and worthwhile experience for the fans that come through the turnstiles.
And what about those fans that come through the turnstiles? You have young and old. You have rich and poor. You have males and females. You have all nationalities represented. You have engineers, doctors, lawyers, and teachers represented. You have sanitation engineers (politically correct term for garbage collector), fast food workers, unemployed, and other low wage earners represented. None of them could care less that they are different from all of the other people there. They are all there to have an enjoyable evening watching a ballgame (okay I will admit that some of them might be there for the beer and nachos). That’s it. Plain and simple.
So while baseball might be politically incorrect, I say “Who Cares?” Let baseball be fun and enjoyable. Take your political correctness BS and follow the example of baseball. Put all of your differences aside, sit down and enjoy the game.
Now where did that nacho guy go?
