In an age when it seems like every radio personality is hating on the All-Star game, you've managed to find one that still loves it. Call me old-fashion if you want, but when the best of the best take the field tomorrow, I'll be locked and loaded with a cold one in front of my TV until the end.
Why? For the better part of my life (26 years and change), I spent one hot July night sitting in my living room, watching the game with my dad. I always caught the Home Run Derby the night before, and for a 12-year old kid in Iowa, the All-Star game on Tuesday night was as good as it got. I've never cared if it "meant something," it was always a way to spend a summer evening and see the guys with the most valuable baseball cards on the same field on the same night.
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I won't pretend to have many great "All-Star Game Memories," or any "Top Moments," but one or two do come to mind. The extra-innings game a few years ago where the AL topped the NL stands out in my mind- Nate McLouth throwing to Russel Martin at the plate to prolong the game was a great moment- then Scott Kazmir coming out on short rest to basically put the game on a pitch-count right before the end...(Where have two of those three guys ended up?) The extra-innings game would come to most people's mind, but that didn't do much for me. It makes me sad to see guys bow-out of the game for various reasons, but there's always one or two more in line that are just as deserving.
One more note- I'm glad to see the guy that caught Jeter's 3000th hit give the ball back. A real class move in my mind.
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