To sleep perchance to dream? Or is it to scream?
I dunno; do kids even dream about baseball anymore? I used to dream about being Whitey Ford. Would a kid today dream about becoming Aaron Boone’s latest “7th-Inning Man?”
Or perhaps today’s kid would be disenfranchised as baseball has become a daily/nightly on-air discussion of two-seamers vs. four-seamers.
Or maybe kids don’t want to dream baseball lest they become frightened by that moose-in-labor sound they hear blasted in Yankee Stadium when an opposing batter has two strikes, another artificial additive that grew tired and annoying on Day 2. Or even worse: Dream about undergoing Tommy John surgery!
[Notigroup Newsroom in collaboration with other media outlets, with information from the following sources]
