I remember in the ’80s, everything was about pitchers.  Gooden, Clemens, Scott, Darling, Orosco, and Franco – these were the names of those who controlled the game. 

Pete Rose was great because of how consistent he was–not how far he hit it.  Then something happened somewhere around 1988 and the home run was the live by, die by piece of any game called a puzzle. 

With Roy Holliday’s perfect game, the stigma of steroids has passed.  Sure Mark McGwire is in the dugout–but he will never take the field again. 

Jose Canseco may have exposed the controversy but his intentions will be what is remembered long after his book is only found in the used book store.

Tonight, the game of chess which we respect – the logistics of a the war on the diamond returns with the second perfect game in a month (along with a no-hitter).

If anybody is wondering what they were thinking tonight, it would have to be the Toronto Blue Jays.  Aside from Holliday, their team was nothing last season and this shows in the lack of–well–any knowledge about where the Blue Jays are or will be this season.

The Cincinnati Reds are a perfect example of what pitching and hitting are meant to do together.  It is not about who can out gun the other anymore–it is about who can be consistent–the marquee attribute of the pitcher.

Real baseball is back—period.

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