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They killed it. They took the most beautiful game ever invented and turned it into a three-hour commercial interrupted by occasional moments of athletic performance. Baseball—real baseball, the kind that lived in your bones and played in your dreams—is dead. What we have now is some bastardized corporate zombie wearing its uniform, shambling around major Read more
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There was a time—Christ, it feels like a thousand years ago now—when summer meant something. Real summer. The kind that stretched out before you like an empty highway at dawn, all possibility and no speed limits. I’m talking about the summers of the ’70s and early ’80s, when childhood was still a country you could Read more
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