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...This was in the thick of the baseball playoffs, and preliminary suspects, Rubin jokes, included any Red Sox fans in the vicinity. Gibson says "We thought it was just a little bit creepy that someone had gotten into the room, but it was more like, 'Oh, shit, Jake can never wear his hat again because it's been sitting in the garbage can.'" At this point Rubin realized he probably had neglected to lock the door the night before...
...Curse of the Bambino means nothing. Despite the deja vu that accompanied the agony of one more missed opportunity for glory, Red Sox fans might actually have somewhere other than Babe Ruth on which to lay at least a portion of the burden of blame this year. From beginning to end, the 1999 post-season has been a showcase for the fallibility of many of the sport's officials, with umpires reaching a new pinnacle of incompetence during the Sox-Yankees series...
...this week, the outcry of Sox fans achieved a modicum of validity from a rather unlikely source. Dr. Carmen Puliafito, who chairs the ophthalmology department at Tufts University School of Medicine, was so upset by blown calls during the American League Championships that he offered to perform free eye surgery on any Major League umpires who qualify. His reasoning? Dr. Puliafito postulates that many of the umpires are, in fact, secretly nearsighted...
Human error is one thing, but we baseball fans would rest more easily if everyone judging the plays on the field had 20/20 vision. When Sox fans go to a championship game, it's pretty safe to assume that they want the opportunity to revel in the heroic efforts of their beloved Pedro and celebrate the awe-inspiring catches of Nomar. Like all true fans, they're looking for baseball at it's best--or worst, when the inevitable spotty fielding occurs--and they don't want the experience marred by the "what ifs" that arise from nebulous calls...
Look around when you go the ballpark. It's certainly not an action-packed game that draws crowds--it is the atmosphere and the tradition. As I was sitting in Fenway last spring watching the Rangers demolish the Red Sox, I noticed a family in front of me. Three generations were represented. The grandfather had his mitt, as did the little boy, and the mother was giving her daughter cracker jacks...