Last night I watched the NLCS game betwix the Diamondbacks and Rockies. I have to admit right now that whoever was announcing and doing the color commentary were entirely below average. Not because they said some strange things, but because primarily they were boring.
There was one interaction between the broadcast team that made me stop doing other things whilest watching the game peripherally. I had to pay attention to this give and take because it was so... ahum... unique. Not that it was insightful nor telling nor educational... but because I wanted to witness the melding of the reality television mentality with real time major league baseball broadcasting. I imagine that somewhere, before the actual game, a room full of broadcasters, producers, consultants and perhaps one or two network executives met to hash out the plan for broadcasting the NLCS on TBS for the first time in history.
And they came up with reaching down to the lowest common denominator of reality television level information. Basically, reality television is about voyeurism and how to sell boring people to you for at least the run of the season. Baseball is not boring, not to me that is. But it has the reputation of being boring to the great unwashed that make up the television viewing majority. As a side note, now I know where the great unwash come from that sit in the stands and call talk-shows and write into blogs... they were invited into the fandom of baseball by these sort of endeavors. It's not about baseball, it's about the side items, the non-essential to baseball but by golly essential to television nowadays that drives what we get.
So I listened because it was the car wreck I could not turn away from watching happen before my very own eyes. They were having an in-depth discussion about uniforms, specifically about the Rockies continuing to wear the same road black uniforms that have brought them good luck and good fortune for the past month and a half. Normally, that is okay conversation if it remains in the peripheral as far as importance or it leads to more interesting conversations such as superstition amongst ball players and perhaps a sharing of a story or two by the color commentators about wearing the same pair of socks and so forth while on a hot streak.
But last night it hovered over the uniform of choice as the center of importance and the fear that perhaps the Diamondbacks would be forced to wear their home black uniform to counteract the Rockies. And on it went. I could sense the urgency in the voice of the broadcast team while discussing this as if prompted by the producer in their headphones "Sell it! Sell it! Come on boys, this will be good! SELL IT!". I'm sure the reality television voyeur in all of us was satisfied. The baseball fan in me could only say "WTF?!?!"