Four summer days without baseball. That’s what the All-Star Break is.
Maybe you count tonight’s Home Run Derby and tomorrow’s All-Star Game as baseball. My friend Jay doesn’t.
All I have to do each July is send Jay this email: “Do you still hate the All-Star break?” and I get a fast reply, like this:
“I HATE the all-star break – and the all-star game which causes the all-star break. Especially now that they have extended that break to 4 days. The best thing about baseball is that it happens (almost) every day.”
I don’t mind the All-Star game, even if just one Oriole will be there. Sure, the game is sort of pointless. But, it’s sort of cute, too. Like a puppy.
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