A new Major League
Baseball season begins today and this year marks the earliest Opening Day in
the history of the organization. Every team in the league is scheduled to play
today—something that hasn’t happened since 1968.
I’ve been a devoted fan
of the Braves since 1984. I briefly
lived in Atlanta during the best period in modern-day Braves history. I was fortunate indeed to attend the World
Series when the Braves did battle with the Minnesota Twins, Toronto Blue Jays and
the Cleveland Indians.
Those were the glory
days of Bobby Cox, Greg Maddux, John Smoltz, Tom Glavine and Chipper Jones.
It was wonderful when
the Braves moved out of that rock pit known as Fulton County Stadium into their
new digs at the Ted. Now they’re at
SunTrust Park. That’s not the only
change in recent years. Now they’ve gone
and done something silly.
To become politically
correct the organization dumped their mascot Chief Noc-a-homa so as not to
offend Native Americans. That effort brought
forth Homer. Homer was a knockoff of Mr.
Met and now they’ve kicked poor Homer to the curb and ushered in Blooper.
Look at this
thing. Admit it. It’s a rip-off of the Philly Phanatic. I don’t want to be a crybaby about a furry
mascot intended to entertain the kiddies at the park, but why go from a Homer
to a Blooper? A blooper is a weakly hit fly ball
plopping juuuuuust beyond the reach of the infielders. What were these guys thinking?
Yeah, it’s been a while
since the Braves were baseball’s version of America’s Team winning an
unprecedented 14 consecutive division titles.
This mascot, in my humble opinion, is a painful reminder of how the mighty
have fallen.
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