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There's Nothing Sadder Then a Guy Who Misses Barry Bonds and Roger Clemens

One of the most predictable things about baseball is that someone, somewhere is complaining that things were better in their day. No matter how great Albert Pujols might be, your grandpa insists that Stan Musial was better and if you mention how shocking it is to see the Rays with a winning record, he'll regale you with tales of 1944 when the Browns actually made the World Series.

Be sure to note that if your grandfather isn't from St. Louis, none of the above applies. Anyway, you expect the nostalgics to reach deep into the memory bank not 12 months. That's what makes Mike Celizic such a trail blazer. If you think the 2008 baseball season is enjoyable, he doesn't, well, then you clearly don't remember the halcyon days of 2007!
Remember when ESPN used to interrupt whatever it was broadcasting to show Barry Bonds' latest at-bat? Remember when we logged into MLB.com to track each pitch that Roger Clemens threw?
Can I remember something that happened less than a year ago? Yes, Mike I can, and you know what? I don't miss them one bit. Celizic argues that there are no superstars to capture interest, just teams. I'm fine watching Chipper Jones flirt with .400 and hitters like Pujols and Chase Utley but I'm just as excited about what Tampa and Florida are doing. Arizona could be on the cusp of a brilliant run and the Red Sox are trying to repeat.

Celizic seems to think that the only storylines are ones that revolve around personal milestones, which I guess don't include Greg Maddux winning 350 games or Ken Griffey aiming at 600 homers. I mean, if ESPN doesn't cut in for it, it doesn't count, right? Of course, later in the article Celizic argues that milestones have been devalued which is an interesting argument to make when bemoaning the lack of milestone chases. He wraps up his deluded trip through recent baseball history and leaves us with this thought.
The game is still great, but it's games we watch now, not moments. That's not necessarily bad, but it sure is different.
Woe is us, forced to watch games instead of bloated superstars chasing records. I'll be crying in my soup tonight while I watch the surprising and intriguing Marlins face the red-hot Edinson Volquez.

(H/T BBTF)

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