Why do we pursue perfection in sports calls through the reviews of on the field calls. Football bothers me the most as it is already a slow game; the calls often seem arbitrary anyway.
I remember my grandfather and his friends arguing all winter long about the baseball calls they half-remembered from the stands, read about in papers or heard on the radio. It didn’t make any difference, it was the arguing of friends that mattered.
Rage and play on. Argue through the winter. Hold that outrage — don’t just go on to the next game all day long.
“Speaker trapped that ball,” Grandpa would begin.
east of the fog 