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Baseball has a play stoppage after every pitch. Football has a play stoppage after every play. Yet in hockey, you frequently go 3-5 minutes of non-stop action, and the longest stretch I’ve ever seen was 11 minutes of no-whistle hockey (and fortunately, it wasn’t the NJ Devils neutral zone trap style of hockey). Both football and hockey have 60 minutes of regulation. In football, 30 seconds of clock time might equal 1 5 second run, unless you are in a two minute drill with the teams purposefully stopping the clock. In hockey, 30 seconds of play time are 30 seconds of play time, not the team huddled up for 20 seconds of it. One hour of clock time means one hour of play time. What’s not to like?
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Well… that, actually. I mean, you have to understand, to a baseball fan, this question is like saying: why would anyone prefer Silence of the Lambs to Saw? Saw is practically nonstop action, and half of Silence of the Lambs is just people staring at each other through plexiglass and mumuring softly.
I don’t enjoy the frenetic pace of hockey (and, to a lesser extent, basketball, which is just like hockey until the last two minutes, and then it’s just like dental surgery). I don’t enjoy the rapid substitutions, the constant changes-of-possession, the infrequent stoppages of play.
Baseball exists outside of time. There’s no rush. The game will be over when it’s over. In between pitches, you can talk about, or think about, what’s gone before and what’s likely to come next. I can still remember going to Shea Stadium as a kid, watching Doc Gooden throw. He’d get to two strikes on some hapless Cub or Cardinal, and the minute the second strike hits Gary Carter’s glove everybody starts screaming. Everybody’s anticipating the strikeout; it’s coming and you know it. There’s nothing to do but wait for it to come. Some people stand. Some people cheer. Some people trade stories about the best Gooden game they’ve ever seen. A really unsuperstitious fan writes a “K” in his scorecard.
Batter steps out. Place gets louder, because you can tell he’s psyched out, he’s not hitting Doc today, the Cardinals aren’t hitting Doc today.
And then, in the bottom of the inning, when Hernandez walks with men on first and third and Strawberry comes to the plate… shit, man, that’s why I’m a baseball fan.
All that stuff happens while there’s, theoretically, nothing happening on the field. But for a baseball fan, the breaks in the action, and what fills those breaks, is part of the fun. There’s not really an equivalent in hockey. There are different kinds of thrills, but they’re boring to me, compared to baseball.
Oh, and the penalty and playoff systems. Making a team play shorthanded as a penalty is perfectly reasonable, but I hate it. It’s visceral. And really, I can’t enjoy a regular season hockey or basketball game because so many teams make the playoffs. No fun.