Have I ever mentioned that I love baseball? Well I do. If I had to choose one activity for the rest of my life, it would be baseball. Not sex, not drinking, not smoking weed, not watching movies... I would play baseball. Or watch it (live..baseball on tv kind of sucks). Or listen to it.

I'm such a geek that I even keep score at home while I watch it. I can't recite stats & records and all that shit, but I love the game.

Even after the strikes, the drugs, ridiculous salaries, after all that nonsense, I still love the damn game.

So now you know where I stand. That being said....

I could care less about this Baseball Classic thing. Really, who cares? I just can't get excited about it. I didn't care about Olympic baseball and I don't care about this.

Is it that I have no pride in the country? I think that's part of it. Perhaps it's also a result of this country being so powerful for so long now that we simply assume we're the best at everything...and hell, we invented the game after all. Do I care if we beat Mexico or South Africa? Not at all. Will I care if they beat us? Maybe a little, but not that much.

So bring on April 2nd. Opening day. Then we can talk baseball for real.