A lot of folks linked to John Updike’s “Hub Fan Bids Kid Adieu” essay this week, myself included. Today HuffPo’s David Margolick analyzes it. That’s interesting enough and worth your click, but this passage is the best:
Nowadays, when nostalgia is big business and every sports milestone is hyped, such an event would be covered exhaustively and bathetically. And if that milestone concerned baseball, the game of choice for intellectuals slumming as regular Joes, the press box would be filled with PhDs on day passes, producing an orgy of grandiloquence.
Ain’t that the truth. The Neyers, Laws, Pintos, Dierkeses, and Marchmans of the world are always good enough for the day-in-day out, but it always seems like big media feels it necessary to call in some non-baseball scholar or intellectual to wax pretentious whenever something really big happens.
I guess that’s harmless enough, but I can’t help but wonder how much the world of science, arts, and letters would appreciate it if all of the baseball writers got together and published a book on Shakespeare or Keynesian economics or something.