Baseball is the perfect American game, I think, because it's a game of halves and halves, 50/50, very equal.
When you get down to the bare-bones of the game, half of it really comes down to cold, hard statistics, and from batting averages, earned run averages, statistical analyis of how righties to against lefties and vice versa, and so and and so forth, you can dump app this information into a computer program or board game and "replay" a game or series or an entire season of baseball from those stats (and I do, in fact, do that, fan of the game that I am...lots of programs out there, I use a cheap one, Strategic Baseball Simulator, but if anyone knows of Stat-O-Matic or APBA, or can just grasp at the idea of batting average+earned run average+out ratio=probabilities that can occur, you have the general idea.)
And then there's the other, poetic side of baseball, the side that's not so much about stats or wins or who has the best walks/strikeouts ratio, but rather the feeling of hearing Vin Scully call Dodger games as he has for 61 years now, or going to Wrigley Field or Fenway Park, both nearly a century old, and seeing games from the same spots someone in 1915 might have, and the grass and sun and hot dogs and drama of the game...it lends itself to the imagination like few other games, because there's no time limit--Derek Jeter can't just sit on the ball and run out the clock.
In baseball, each team gets 27 outs at least, and thus an even amount of time on offense and on defense--you can't keep the ball the whole time in the enemy zone, sooner or later, no matter how good you are, it'll be time to take the mound and give the other team their fair crack at it.
4 bases, 90 feet apart--and it seems just the perfect amount, any closer and there are so many more hits and runs and pitchers lose out and games go on forever, and any further and there are so many more outs and offenses suffer and the games are over far too quickly.
There are two leagues, the National and the American--the American League is dominated by big money and big power from the Yankees and Red Sox, modern baseball's great corporate powers, and the National League is more of a scramble.
The National League was first to integrate for blacks, Latin players, and Japanese players, and for a long time was more diverse than its American League counterpart.
There are 30 teams, and they run the gamut as well--you have teams like the Yankees, who have appeared in roughly 1/3 of all the World Series and won 1/4 of all the World Series, and seem to defy statistics in doing so...and then you have teams like the Cubs, who are going on 103 years now without a World Series win and 66 years since they even appeared in a World Series.
There are the Red Sox, with historically bad luck and a legacy of great hitters and great choke-jobs, though now that's beginning to change...
And there are the Mets, who are infamous for their Miracle Mets and the miracle win in 1986 in Game 6 and Ventura's Grand Single and Piazza's 9/11 home run...though, too, now THEIR luck is beginning to change...(oy...!) ;)
Half of what makes Babe Ruth a modern American legend is his 714 home runs.
And the other half is just how many women and hot dogs he enjoyed along the way.
:D
Baseball's an equal opportunity game.
The NHL is mainly made up of players from Northern Europe, Canada, and the Northern US.
The NBA is mostly black, there's no other way to say it.
The NFL is dominated by blacks and whites, and whites dominate the QB position while blacks dominate the RB and WR slots.
Baseball's a game of mixed ethnicities, everyone plays--Whites and Latin American/Mexican players make up about 60%, and in that other 40% are blacks and Japanese and Taiwanese and Cubans and Jews and any number of players, baseball's had its prejudices, like Aemrica, but it's part of the game and part of the nation to pass them--Ty Cobb, one of the greatest and also most white supremacist players of all-time, had his long-standing record for stolen bases shattered by two black men, and despite people mailing him death threats, it was a black man who passed the beloved Babe's 174 to become the Home Run King.
755 is the number, folks, NOT Bonds' 767. ;)
But it's another thing baseball and America share, scandals and controversies...it was in the Steroid Era's peak in the mid-2000s, where more and more lost faith in the game's integrity, that more and more began to lose faith in the integrity of both the Democratic and Republican parties.
(OK, maybe we've always had problems with out parties, but still...) ;)
Babe Ruth IS America in the 20s and 30s--booming and huge in the first decade, depressed and fallen to Earth in the second.
Jackie Robinson's breaking the color barrier opened the doors for future players--but also was a prelude to the coming three decades of Civil Rights marching.
Mickey Mantle IS the 1950s--perfect when on the camera, hurting and hiding it while off.
Roberto Clemente was the Latin American Jackie Robinson at a time when that culture was just starting to really explode in the US.
A miracle of science occured in 1969 when we landed on the moon, and a Miracle in baseball occured that same year when the Miracle Mets won the World Series.
(Not quite on par with the other ones, but had to put it.) ;)
Baseball's a game of seasons.
February rolls around, and the first pitchers and catchers report for the first workouts.
March comes, and Spring Training is here, and young rookies get their shot at the team.
April heralds Opening Day, the chance to see your team, for one day, in first.
May toys with the hopes of everyone, it's so early, still, anything can and often does happen.
June starts the change from spring showers to summer sun, and the plot begins to unfold.
July marks the halfway mark, the Fourth of July and Summer Classics, the first dog days.
August starts the second half of the season, as the playoff push beings.
September is a fevered month, with the pennant races intense and each game huge.
October is the time of heroes, with playoffs and, finally, the Fall Classic itself to be won.
And from November to January...
We all watch football and hockey on the couch with the fire roaring and waiting for the winds to die down and the snow to melt. :)
America, in theory, anyway, loves equality and clockwork seasons and was and is built upon diversity and a mesh of poetic idealism and cold rationalism...
And the two clash in baseball, as they do in America.
But the truth is--neither baseball nor America work without them both.
(I LOVE THIS GAME!) :D