Sam Burnham, Curator
The opening day of baseball is upon us. I noticed an article online earlier that focused on two concentric feeling about America’s Pastime:
1) Jubilation that the season is here
2) A desire to see games sped up
How are these two responses so easily linked together? I understand to a point. I’ve watched the game myself and thought “if that pitcher steps off one more time I’m gonna scream!” But at the same time, what’s the rush?
This modern mess we’ve built for ourselves has us all in too big of a hurry. We have express lanes in the store AND on the highway. Our highways are expressways because Route 66 and The Dixie Highway just weren’t quite fast enough. We don’t think that the scenic route could be better for us. We don’t realize that taking the train would be better than the plane or that taking a stern wheeler riverboat would be the best of the three.
Haste makes waste.
Calm down. Baseball is like porch sitting or making barbecue. The process is just as important as the outcome. This life isn’t a race, unless you’re in s hurry to see how yours ends. If you’re bored at the game, but another bag of peanuts.
Speaking of baseball, in honor of opening day, here’s a look back at the game in an earlier form. This video was from the Civil War baseball demonstration at Ft. McAllister State Historic Park a few years back. The rules are a bit different but still very similar.
Historian, self-proclaimed gentleman, agrarian-at-heart, & curator extraordinaire