Now that the final game of the playoff series between the Chicago Cubs and the Florida Marlins is over, we can all seek retribution against the fan who INTENTIONALLY interfered with the game by seeking to catch a foul ball.
Wow, that is a searing indictment on a person. Call out the vigilantes and get your clubs boys, that fan single-handedly cost the Cubs their bid to the 2003 World Series. It couldn't possibly have been the unraveling of the Cub's pitching or the cooling of their bats, and certainly had nothing to do with the Marlins taking advantage of the flustered Cubs.
As a diehard Indians fan, I was cheerfully rooting for the Cubs to break their horrible streak of almost 50 years of missing the Series. I wanted to see them win one for the town, the fans and for their team. The Chicago Cubs are the next best thing to rooting for my beloved Cleveland Indians, and as one Midwesterner to another, I feel their pain at my deepest core.
BUT - I don't think that we need to send out the death squad on a zealous fan for doing what happens around ballfields all across the nation all season long.
Haven't we seen enough violence? If it's not Pedro smacking Zimmer down, or Pedro trying to take someone's head off, or Pedro being a total douche at every turn, then it's beating groundskeepers for cheering for their team in the bullpen.
The one thing I have learned to love about baseball is the elegance of it and the showmanship. The dedication to the art of being at your top form with a grueling and demanding schedule. Rivalries are great for baseball, but they need to be tempered with reality - and the reality is this: it's just a game.