The writer’s heart is in the right place, I suppose, but I find this kind of sentiment rather empty and misguided, no matter what the circumstances:
They have his image on their outfield wall, his number on a patch over their hearts and his memory inscribed in a place even deeper.
All classic, commendable and appropriate. But if the Angels really want to honor the life of Nick Adenhart, really want to attempt to make an impact, really want to emphasis the lesson from his loss, their next tribute is obvious:
For one game, don’t promote alcohol, celebrate drinking or, most importantly, sell a single bottle of Lite, glass of red or Jack and Coke. Just one game, only one day. Nine innings of nothing but beautiful, simple, sober baseball. Then, to underline this statement, make a donation to an apt cause in the sum of an average night of alcohol sales at Angel Stadium.
I’d rather see donations directed towards the trust fund which has been set up to aid the lone survivor from the car in which Adenhart was riding.
More generally, I’d rather see long term shifts in policies that affect things like land use, population density, and mass transit which will in turn limit the overall number of vehicle miles driven and that give people more transportation options, both in connection with drinking and/or entertainment venues and in day-to-day life. No, that sort of thing won’t do anything in the short term, but neither will symbolic, prohibitionesque gestures like the one Jeff Miller is proposing here.