Mic’d Up, Tuned Out

When Baseball Stopped Whispering

It used to be quiet.

Baseball had space. Space to think. Space to breathe. Space between pitches, between innings, between thoughts. You didn’t know what was said in the dugout. You didn’t know what the catcher whispered to the pitcher on the mound. You didn’t know if the guy on first base was laughing or talking trash.

And that was the point.

Now? We’ve p…