While watching the Angels game last night, Rachel was flabbergasted to learn that you got to run to first base on a dropped third strike. "If you get three strikes, you're out! You don't get a free pass just cause the catcher drops it!" she proclaimed. I started to shake my head, thinking "girls just don't understand the rules." But the more I thought about, the less sense it made. Think about it: You swing a pitch that is so far outside of the strike zone that the catcher cannot even catch it cleanly, and you still have a chance to be safe at first? Can you imagine if this was how everything worked? Say you're a student....if you get below 50% you fail. But if you get below 15%, you get to take another test, and if you pass it you get a B? Maybe someone needs to think about this rule. Although it's hard to imagine baseball without it.
Another interesting idea: Why not have women who know little about baseball announce the games? During the Cubs game yesterday, Bonnie Hunt sang "Take Me Out to the Ballgame" during the seventh inning stretch, then stayed in the booth during the bottom of the seventh. She was freakin hilarious! She said things like "Oh he called time, must have sand in his eye" or "there's a high one, and 18 people are going over there to make the catch" or "not only do they have the lead, but all of their uniforms are clean!" It was so ridiculous. I think she was able to pull it off because she was a genuine fan, despite her lack of baseball knowledge. Made the game a lot more entertaning than some former player saying "this guy hits low fastballs better than anyone in the game." We have no frame of reference for this...but something like "all of their uniforms are clean" we can verify. Interesting idea. Akin to putting Dennis Miller in the booth for Monday Night Football.
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