The fascinating thing about watching the All-Star Game last night in extra innings, after making such a furious point of not watching it at all, was the extreme knife's edge upon which the game's fate rested after the eleventh or so. If the managers ran out of pitchers and a tie was called, it would be one of the worst All-Star Games ever. If one team managed to scratch out a run in the nick of time, it would be called one of the better ones in the cable TV/ESPN/overexposure for everything era.
Baseball got lucky. Or was it luck? Was it some force or forces unknown acting in favor of the game, as many observers have seen to happen at earlier points in baseball's great history?
Then again, didn't everything seem to work out a little too well? Looking again to the past for guidance... well, they did fix a World Series once. They could surely fix an All-Star Game.
Just thinking out loud. You'll have to excuse me, as I am a little out of sorts after prolonged withdrawal from meaningful baseball.