Essay: A Sacrificial Rite of Spring

We have grown accustomed in recent years to seeing our leaders, our preachers, our financiers, all implicated in dirty and immoral acts. Yet now the shadows seem more and more to be clouding even the green fields of sport. Is nothing sacred? Sport, after all, was supposed to be the arena we could visit to get away from ugly realities, refresh our sense of grace and possibility, and enjoy the catharsis of a well-defined universe, presided over by umpires who distinguish fair from foul. This year, however, as the regenerative cycle of baseball's spring comes round again, there is less of...

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