Mediocy

My god, this is stupid:

The Showalter Plan realigns as follows, with four divisions of seven teams each, arranged geographically to keep all divisions as much within the same time zone as possible -- another simple, common-sense idea. Gee, how novel. Here it is:

Buck Showalter Realignment Plan
Babe Ruth Division	Jackie Robinson Division	Roberto Clemente Division	Hank Aaron Division
Yankees	Dodgers	Cubs	Royals
Mets	Angels	White Sox	Cardinals
Red Sox	Padres	Indians	Rangers
Blue Jays	Mariners	Reds	Astros
Orioles	Giants	Twins	Tigers
Nationals	Diamondbacks	Brewers	Braves
Phillies	Athletics	Pirates	Rockies

[From ESPN.com - Baseball needs to consider the Buck Showalter Relocation Plan ]

I saw Showalter selling this on Baseball Tonight. What a fool he made of himself. First, he kept talking about how his plan decreases travel because the divisions are regional. Hello? He wants a balanced schedule, so everyone travels everywhere.

Second, how do you say you're emphasizing regional rivalries and have the Cards & Cubs in separate divisions? And again, his plan has a balanced schedule. How does that emphasize rivalries? His plan also has the Yankees play the Mariners as often as they play the Red Sox. Good luck selling that MLB, Fox & your bosses at ESPN, Buck my boy.

He also suggested the Rays would be a good candidate for contraction the year after they were in the World Series? What is he smoking?

There's a good reason I usually fast forward through both the commercials and the talking heads on BT.

Booster of NASA and the Viet Cong, dead at 92.

I haven't been really bowled over by the content offered at PJTV so far, but if they never produce another bit of content, the entire enterprise will have been worthwhile for the sake of this.

Perhaps it is a sign of my advanced age, but I am continually stunned that self-important, half-educated twits like Jon Stewart are taken seriously -- for crying out loud, a large number of twenty-somethings use The Daily Show as their primary news source. This is the intellectual equivalent of walking around with their boxers spilling out over their waistbands, I guess.