In 2002 the Angels played the Twins in the ALCS a few months after Bud Selig had bandied about contracting both teams.
The Rays playing the Brewers on the eve of a salary cap lockout carries with it the same irony just this time before the stupid disaster instead of after it.
Gloomy future ahead…
Formalizing my prediction on this for accountability purposes:
The MLB lockout will last until mid-to-late June when the Players’ Association will cave to internal pressure and agree to a cap-and-floor system.
The MLBPA’s $415 million war chest sounds like a lot of money, but it really isn’t. That provides about $350k to each of the sports 1,200 players. That is about 45% of the minimum player salary of $780,000.
Roughly 60% of the league is made up of players making league minimum. These are not players who are able to set aside huge sums to subsist on while the union does battle with the owners. Somewhere around the end of May, these players are going to start running out of money.
The amount of debt taken on by young players is a key factor. Financial stress is going to be the major factor driving these negotiations. The owners have financial obligations to their teams, but a massive asset in the team itself to secure inexpensive debt to cover that gap.
In a staring contest, I’m going to bet on the billionaire owners over a union comprised of a majority of modestly-paid players with mortgages, credit card debt and mismatched lifestyles.
If I had to put a date on it, I’ll go Monday, June 21, 2027. It’s unfortunate, but I do think the lockout will last that long. Because the owners are not going to bend on a cap-and-floor model.
Feel free to bookmark this to either congratulate me or roast me for the prediction when this is all over.
Better yet, drop your own prediction below of a specific date when the lockout ends and a new CBA is signed, and share a little bit about your reasoning.
Ads for boner pills, horror/creepy movies, soft porn, gambling don’t grow the game. We live in a harsh world, baseball is escapism please let us escape.
Dodgers player Alex Call is calling out MLB and broadcasters over the ads during postseason games.
"Can we please get the soft porn ads off playoff broadcasts? My son wants to watch baseball with Dada, but how do I justify that when a half-naked woman could come on screen anytime?? This is America’s Pastime. Parents shouldn’t have to worry about this."
Is it Russian bot-farm destruction that is making comments here less nasty or the Brewers silencing the Dodgers last night?
This This This a hundred times THIS. And I don’t even have kids.
My 7-year-old son can’t watch sports with me anymore. Not because of the games, but because of the commercials.
The horror movie trailers are the worst. The terrifying imagery can send him into a spiral of anxiety that lasts well beyond the 30-second ad. These are images his young mind simply isn’t ready to process.
We talk a lot about mental health in this country, especially in sports. Yet between the relentless gambling ads, alcohol promotions and genuinely disturbing horror trailers, I’ve reached a point where watching an MLB or NFL game with my kids requires me to monitor every commercial break.
I love sports. I work in sports. Some of my favorite childhood memories were made watching games with my family. I want that for my sons.
I wish we could exercise better judgment about what we’re putting in front of families during sporting events.
Sports should bring generations together. Instead, I’m increasingly forced to treat game day like an adults-only event.
Something feels very wrong about that.
I always hated ads for gore movies and extreme horror films on baseball broadcasts, not for my sensibilities but because of the creep out to younger fans. It’s like my only “think of the children” take.
For the record my preferences:
1. Brewers
2. Guardians
3. Padres
4. Chisox
5. Rays
6. Braves
7. Plague
8. Nuclear War
9. The team from Chavez Ravine
10. Bronx Highlanders
Munetka Murakami gives fans more personality in three postseason interviews than Ohtani has delivered in all nine of his MLB seasons.
Most important meeting of the decade - and first without Carpino/Moreno in forever - taking place today…
Didn’t go to any games this season
Didn’t watch any games this season
Listened to a few innings on the car radio in traffic.
And still the September 1 Kroenke announcement was absolutely the best day of the decade.
Baseball will make you crazy.
Every team in the MLB has now lost 100 games in at least one season.
The Angels’ hundredth loss today is a goodbye to Arte Moreno.
Our savior twentysome years ago overstayed his welcome, his decade of winning forgotten, his decade of losing unforgiven.














