I’ll be excited about the return of major-league baseball when there are replacement players, replacement owners and a replacement commissioner.
Until then, I’ll stick with the sentiment that’s been with me since the bickering began: What a bunch of selfish, tone-deaf jerks.
After months of everyone involved revealing their true colors, all various shades of green, baseball will begin its 60-game season either July 23 or July 24. Can I get a “hooray?” How about a “huzzah?” Didn’t think so.
Let’s settle for a “Who cares?”
It’s instructive to note that, in the end, the players and the owners couldn’t come to an agreement during financial negotiations and that the return to work is a matter of paperwork and procedure, like something out of Robert’s Rules of Order.