by A.J. Coltrane
Major League Baseball honors Jackie Robinson once each year by having all of the players wear the number 42, which was Robinson’s number.
That’d be fine, I think. But they go one step further and remove the player names from the backs of the uniforms.
Which makes it very difficult for me to watch:
“Who the hell is that?”
I say to myself.
Over and over and over again.
So the one day I won’t watch baseball is… Jackie Robinson Day.
And I was kinda looking forward to hanging out with the Mariners tonight.