It warms the cockles of my heart when I walk down a row in the library and see people quasi-studying with their computers broadcasting little renditions of baseball games, simplified into little green and brown diamonds with glowing red dots representing runners and a real-time box score updating the action. Give me some peanuts and cracker jacks and studying for professional ethics will be the same thing as being at the ball game.
Now, I wasn’t being sarcastic when I said the cockles of my heart were warmed. It is awesome to see so many law students focused on the game of baseball. Granted, it’s about the only sport you can “watch” via rudimentary baserunners because the game is so slow and is really at least 50% stat-driven, so it could be everyone would rather watch other sports, but those sports don’t translate well to the digital screen.
No matter, though, the law is a baseball-tainted profession. Both share lots of folklore from the past, have asinine strategies perfected to a strangled degree of frustration, and both allow old men to continue to perform long after their prime. And the slang is ingrained into our culture…I’d like to score with her…I’d like to sue the pants off her. Bad, example…well, hey I’m supposed to be doing crap for work…this post was originally the product of my procrastination while studying last week.
Okay, well…not supposed to work at night since I’m a summer clerk, but I have to so they won’t give me a bad referral when I leave in a couple o’ weeks.
Anyway, I’d also like to point out that my ants post got notice from Evan Schaeffer’s Legal Underground, which is hosting the Weekly Law School Roundup #30. The links from the Legal Underground are always appreciated and this week they are themed sort-of to songs from the Red Hot Chili Peppers catalogue.
-jd
Go Cardinals…bomb those Reds!
