For all you non-sports fans out there, you'll be happy to hear my fever is breaking and I will return to my regularly scheduled series of ramblings after today. But there's only two strikes and two outs...I still got one more pitch before I swing and miss and put an end to the game.
As a writer, one aspect of baseball, and really all professional sports, that attracts me is the never ending story. There's a good reason sports are often compared to soap operas. Besides the strategy and drama that comes with every pitch, baseball provides plenty of story lines, ranging from heroic to bizarre to tragic.
Whether it's the story of a rookie that comes through in the playoffs or the super star that falters, or the team that comes together and clicks or the ones that collapse, the unfolding story lines that grow out of every season and through careers is what keeps me coming back. You never know what is going to happen on the diamond. There's no predicting unscripted entertainment.
Baseball is my summer reading with a cast of characters in the thousands and guaranteed ups and downs. The pages turn slowly, which is how I like them to turn. I'll keep my fingers crossed for a happy ending.