What occurs in a normal, God-fearing game of base ball – one free from the bespectacled poindexters who currently infest it and, coincidentally, blacks – is this: a “pitcher” hurls a ball towards the temple of a “batter” and, depending on his skill and temperament, either knocks said batter unconscious or is penalized for failing to do so. A success is recorded as a “strike out” and a failure is recorded as a “4 base surprise!” (the exclamation point is mandatory) and results in points for the opposition. What room is there in the preceding anecdote for a computer or other abacus device? None! None at all!
Here is the modus operandi in a current, Godless/European/Liberal game of base ball: two teams of steroid-riddled Latino supermen with PhDs in mathematication decide upon a mutually beneficial algorithm to determine the most treasonous outcome for the contest in question, and then everyone involved beds a transvestite upon a pile of ill-gotten 100 dollar bills. Now do you see the havoc that modern technology has wrought upon our most hallowed game? If we add instantized replay to this sordid affair, and thus allow umpires the ability to correct poorly-judged calls made during the tumult of a professional sporting contest, the last remaining vestige of respectability will have been scrubbed away from base ball!
Over my dead body, I say!