See, this is the issue I have with all the Bryce Harper Make Baseball Great Again happy crap. It’s a slippery slope. Look, I get it. The kid’s pumped for winning the game. I would be, too. But chucking that bad boy in the air after a single? Blasphemy. And that wasn’t even a bat flip, that was a Cape Canaveral stick LAUNCH into outer space. If the entire team/staff wouldn’t get suspended from life in 2016 the next time they see each other that guy deserves some serious chin music. You hit a walk off home run and it’s your Baseball God’s given right to toss your stick as far as the ball. Anything less than that you act like you’ve been there before. Maybe I’m old school, but dammit, it’s good school. Save the bat flips for walk off dingers hit by big leaguers or D3 hardo stoolies.
Immaculata Mighty Macs (really?) FTW! Could’ve used a little Carlton Fisk waving action while waiting to see if it stayed fair. Can’t win ‘em all. But you know what? Good for Howie. There’s no greater feeling in the universe than hitting the walk off home run. It doesn’t matter if it’s Game 7 of the World Series or backyard wiffle ball. For a brief dozen or so seconds the only thing higher than you is God. So let this kid have his strut in the sun for the D-III Mighty Macs. Because, trust me, it’s all downhill from here. Especially when you go to a college that I keep forgetting isn’t an all girls school anymore.