The sun still came up in the east this morning.
The national pastime, which ceased to really be the national pastime some time ago, has become the international pastime (if we ignore soccer) with the official exit of the U.S. team from the inaugural World Baseball Classic [sic].
Good pitching beat good hitting, at least when it came the U.S. team’s meager production against everyone but South Africa. Mexico used one starter and seven relievers in eliminating the Americans, 2-1, in what may have been Roger Clemens’ last game.
Expect domestic interest to drop off precipitously as the WBC winds down, led, no doubt, by the networks and their advertisers.