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Peter Griffith

(Brent Schwert)

It’s funny how well the seasons line up these days, isn’t it? Sunday’s NCAA men’s basketball national championship game began at 8:12 p.m. central time, mere minutes after the 2007 Major League Baseball season opened in New York.
The turnover left me little time to unwind from one of the best tournaments in years before it was time to get right back on the train and turn on my radio broadcast of the White Sox-Indians game Monday afternoon.
Florida-OSU was among the best championship match-ups in a long time. No one can deny Greg Oden, Joakim Noah and Corey Brewer’s star power (not to mention Oden’s physical power), and both teams were impressively strong across the court.
By the end, though, there was really no doubt: Florida is the best team in the country. You can’t always take that away from the usually enigmatic tournament. I’m satiated, and you should be too.
Satisfied, and ready for round two: It’s nice when the segues write themselves.
All of a sudden baseball season is upon us, and not a moment too soon. What can you say about the Great American Pastime (other than that football is the new great American Pastime, which is bull-honkey)? I for one have been following my team’s off-season moves for the last six months, and have awaited this week with great anticipation.
Baseball, it seems, represents those carefree months of waking up late, summer romances, and afternoons at the ballpark with crazy Uncle Zed.
Unless of course, your school is on the trimester system, and you have other things to focus on for the first two months of the season.
So you settle for Internet radio broadcasts, and if you’re lucky, a game every few weeks on ESPN. But then after four years at LU, I’m fairly used to it. It used to be that the Internet was good enough that you could watch the games on the MLB website, but those days are long gone.
Still, there’s something incredibly satisfying about listening to your announcers’ voices that you get to know so well day in and day out. They become as common and comforting to you as your favorite lecturer, and tend to be at least as interesting. SO for the next two months, it’s time to sit back, relax, spend 15 bucks on the MLB radio package, and bask in the glorious sound of “SWING AND A DRIVE, DEEP TO LEFT FIELD, WAAAAAY BACK, THIS BALL IS . GONE! HOW ABOUT THAT!