My Intolerance for Baseball


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                When I think about baseball, the first thing that comes to mind is confusing figures and words, sweaty men running around a grassy field over and over again, and long hot restless hours in the sun. I do not think about Cracker Jacks and peanuts and I do not think about rooting the home team on. I think about hiding in my closet until the season ends in October. I do not like baseball because it is confusing, redundant, and time-consuming.

              The first reason why I do not like baseball is because it is confusing. For example, when I go to my boyfriendís baseball games, I have a hard time reading the score board. I usually forget that I have to read it top to bottom, not left to right. In my head I see the score as two thousand: one thousand, not 2: 1. I also have a hard time understanding what every position is and what the person who plays that position does. For example, I do not understand why there is a designated hitter and what a designated hitter does. Baseball terminology is another aspect that is confusing to me. For instance, I do not understand the difference between a ground ball and a line drive.

            The second reason why I do not like baseball is because it is redundant. Every time I go to a baseball game, it seems like the players are always doing the same thing. For example, when the players warm up for a game first, they throw the ball around, them they hit the ball a few times and then they slap each other on the butt and yell. Another example of repetitiveness in baseball is clearly seen when a player goes up to bat. For example, a player steps up to bat, and if that player hits the ball then he runs to a base. If the player strikes out, then the player goes back to the dugout and sits there until it is his turn again. It seems like it is the same pattern every time.

            The last reason I do not like baseball is because it is time-consuming. I have better things to do than sit out in the hot sun and watch people run around a field covered in dirt and grass. I could be getting a pedicure and a manicure instead. Every time I have gone to a baseball game, I have sat out in the scorching sun for hours. This summer when my boyfriend had a tournament I sat on a towel, on a sizzling metal bench, for almost three hours. If I wanted to spend three hours out in the sun, I would go to the beach, not a baseball field.

            Even though I go to baseball games and support my boyfriend, I do not like baseball games. I do not like to be put in a position where I cannot understand what is going on. I also do not like baseball games because I do not see the reason for watching people do the same activities for hours and hours. The last reason why I do not like baseball is because I have more important things to do in three hours than watch a bunch of sweaty men do the same things over and over again. I do not like baseball because it is confusing, redundant, and time-consuming.



Don't take me out to the ball game

written by Marina Meadows

"Donít Take me out to the ball game,
Please donít Take me out with the crowd.
No more peanuts and Cracker Jack,
Please oh please lets never go back,
No I wonít root, root, root for the home team,
If they donít win its no shame.
For it's one, two, three strikes, you're out,
thank God thatís the end of the game."





























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