Baseball is a game of clichés. I doubt that anyone could talk about a game without resorting to clichés. I watched a game the other night and tried to keep track of the clichés used by the announcer. Bad idea, there were so many that I lost track of what was going on. Some clichés to ponder plus my reaction:
This ball is foul!
If the ball stinks use a fresh one.
The pitcher is warming up.
Makes sense in early April but not in July.
Martin takes a ball.
Is this permissible? Why would he want it?
Gonzalez is on deck.
I thought this was a ball game, not a yacht race
Murphy picks up the RBI.I didn’t see him drop it.
Speedy has a cannon for an arm.
Maybe he could get the ball over the plate if he had a rifle for an arm.
It’s a home run! He knew it at the crack of the bat.Com’on, whoever hit a home run with a cracked bat.
Johnson was moved to the outfield.
Was he reluctant to go?
The Indians blow the lead.As opposed to take the lead.
The Indians batted around.Around what?
The side is retired.Was it early retirement?
Pronk cleared the bases!
I did not think they were that cloudy.
The ball got away.
Put it on a leash!
They're playing little ball.
I thought this was the big leagues.
Baseball is a game of inches.
Was it a 400 foot homer or a 4800 inch homer?
And that’s the name of that game!
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