Recovering my interest in baseball is something I cheerfully credit to my ex-wife, who craftily engaged my wargaming side with a Smithsonian article about Rotisserie baseball. From that, it was a short step to Bill James, and the next thing I knew we were taking the kids out to Twins games at the Metrodome and Saints games at Midway Stadium, and there was no turning back. There are seasons where I haven’t paid as much attention to the game due to personal tsuris, but for the most part I have remained attentive to the Twins-and now, the Nationals. It’s been good for me.
We have shared a similar odyssey this summer, although your summer of illness was far worse than mine. I never lost my love of baseball. I enjoy he radio broadcast much more than TV, it is far better suited to the pace of the game.
I spent many late nights tuned to the west coast feed on my AtBat app, listening to ball games over my tiny Bluetooth speaker. If you use the radio feed, nothing is blacked out.