The promise of each day’s slate of baseball games has been well established to the point of cliché. As fans, we watch in anticipation for thrilling finishes, Ruthian blasts and historic feats that we’ll remember for years. We hope to see something that has never happened before.
Those of us who tuned in Thursday for the final Subway Series matchup of the regular season were rewarded with the added bonus of some really bad baseball.
Yes, we love bad baseball. Well, not booted grounders, strikeouts or blown saves. Those are routine over the course of a season, even in this current 60-game truncated mess.