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DETROIT FREE PRESS
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950403
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Monday, April 03, 1995
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METRO FINAL CHASER
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SPT
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1C
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MITCH ALBOM
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Copyright (c) 1995, Detroit Free Press
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BASEBALL MUST REALIZE THAT ALL IS NOT FORGIVEN
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SEATTLE --  You want an Opening Day? Take your kids to the park, pitch
them a few balls, cook some hot dogs and go home. Trust me, that's all we have
left of the spirit of this thing.

  Smiling?  Who's smiling this morning? Just because a court injunction has
sent the game back to work? Just because the major leaguers will soon be in
Florida and Arizona, doing in April what they should have done  in February?
Big deal. Nothing has been solved. Nothing has changed. They are still
disgraceful, both sides, without shame. Unworthy of our cheers. Undeserving of
a smile.

  All is not forgiven.
  "The game is back. We're excited about that," said acting commissioner Bud
Selig.
  Give me a break.
  For 7 1/2 months, players and owners have dragged us through their mud pit
of accusations,  delays, finger-pointing and redundant press conferences. When
we wanted to watch baseball, all we got was men in suits walking through hotel
lobbies. They canceled the Sunday afternoons, they canceled  the Friday
nights, they canceled the most precious tradition, the World Series, because
each side was too stubborn to come down off its mountain of dollars. 
  They fought all winter, and when the  snow melted, players stayed away, and
so owners threw a bunch of hacks and wanna-bes into major league uniforms and
said: "Believe us, we are starting over, these guys are real, buy your
tickets."
  Then, at one minute to midnight Saturday, before they'd actually have to
pay these palookas any real money, they told them to go home, threw them on
the junk heap, where they've already tossed the  fans' hearts. 
  "I'd like to thank the replacement players who interrupted their lives to
help  out," Selig said -- with a straight face.
  They have no shame, these guys. It's amazing.
  Do they  have an agreement? No. Will they be in court on Tuesday? Yes. Can
they promise us anything will be different this year? No.
  And we're supposed to be happy?
  Take a hike.
  All is not forgiven.
Total  accomplished: Zero
  Because all is not fixed. It would be one thing if, after all this
nonsense, they'd hammered out a deal, something that would lock away any more
disputes for at least a decade.  But they have nothing of the kind. They have
no deal. They have accomplished zip. If not for that injunction Friday, they'd
still be at each other's throats. As of Sunday, the two sides didn't even have
 an agreement that the players would not strike.
  "The major league clubs are deeply committed to finding a long-term
solution to the game's economic problems, and remain united in the pursuit of
that  goal," Selig said. "We hope that the 1995 season, including all
postseason competition, will be played without interruption."
  You hope? Didn't you hope last October? What was 1994 all about, if
everyone can just go back to work and hope again? Why was the Series canceled?
Why were all those accusations made? Why did owners hold their throats like
men in the desert dying of thirst, claiming  one more day under the current
system would kill them, you might as well let the buzzards eat them alive?
  And now they're back? With no new contract? These clubs that said it was
cheaper to close  down than to operate?
  And these players, who claim to love the game? Ha. All they want is things
as they were, escalating salaries that make four tickets to the ballpark the
same as buying a large  household appliance. Sure, they'll go back. They can
always strike again --meanwhile, they get paid.
  How stupid do they think we are?
  Nothing has changed. We still have rich owners crying bankruptcy  and
players riding around in limousines -- their own limousines -- saying we want
more, this is not enough.
  We still have the oily Donald Fehr claiming there is no justice for his
misunderstood players,  and the blubbering Selig claiming the economics won't
work. Who are these men? How did they take over a game that once thumped
proudly with the memories of Ruth, DiMaggio, Williams, Mays?
  Who are  these men?
  What do they have to do with baseball -- real baseball?
Boycott is the only way
  Nothing. And so their declaration that "all is well" means nothing. These
are not men who can be trusted.  They have toyed with an important part of the
American fabric and left it in threads.
  If we had any sense, we would boycott this return, ignore their game, stay
away from it as long as they kept  it away from us. It may be foolish to think
-- after all, Americans want their recreation -- but really, that's what we
should do. 
  Because how many times are we expected to go through this? This  is not the
first time Opening Day has been pushed back by a labor problem; it is the
third time. And I've lost count of how many labor disputes hang around,
rotting, the sides swearing it's hopeless,  until the 11 1/2th hour, then
suddenly, everybody springs to life and puts together a patchwork solution.
  "Is this an end to the embarrassment?" someone asked Selig on Sunday night.
  "Umm . . .  " he began.
  There's a quote for you.
  Enough. All is not forgiven. Baseball owes us more than a Band-Aid. Today
was to be Opening Day, a great day. Instead, we get a trip back in time, to
last  summer, the same  old problems. We are numb, patients in a dentist's
chair, we shut our eyes and hope the gas takes us away.
  It's a joke.
  And it's not very funny.
  All is not forgiven.
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