Twenty-five years ago, on August 11, 1994, the baseball season came to an abrupt end, leading to the ultimate cancellation of the season and of the World Series. I’m not here to rehash the rights and wrongs of that abysmal episode. I do have strong opinions—the owners can never be trusted, and Bud Selig is on my forever bad list—but my main memory is how awful it was not to have baseball in August, September, and October. The Braves, of course, had won the division in each of the three previous seasons, and although they were 6 games back of the Expos when the season ended, they were certainly within striking distance.
Pure Evil 7, Braves 6
