A nominee: the designated hitter.

I’m as much a baseball fan as the next guy if the next guy is not my brother Martin but this is debatable, at best.  The purist in me cheers the argument but the purist is a 99-lb. weakling, reared on a diet of 8th place teams (yes, that long ago), with  a hunger for explosions, hitters with pop.  It is still a mystery that athletes who can pinpoint a 99-mph fastball can’t swing a bat.  I know, hitting is harder than it appears (see Michael Jordan) but all of them? Although it was fun to watch Tim Lincecum giving it a shot.



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