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I would like to take the time to thank the Red Sox and Yankees for giving us all another boring weekend of baseball. I have been hell bent on trying to figure out why these two teams used to keep me glued to the television whenever they would meet. I could not understand why the 2017 edition of Red Sox vs. Yankees fan wasn't getting my juices flowing anymore. And then it hit me. I'm no longer watching men play the game of baseball. I'm now watching children play the game. Even worse, I'm now watching children with no personality. 

Andrew Benintendi, Mookie Betts, Xander Bogaerts, Rafael Devers, Jackie Bradley Jr: Children.  Aaron Judge, Sonny Gray, Dellin Betances, Didi Gregorious, Gary Sanchez: More children. Seriously, if I wanted to watch children play the game of baseball I would go get my lawn chair and set up shop at the nearest little league field on a Saturday morning. Those kids would probably have more personality than these players do. 

Has anyone ever heard any of the aforementioned players say anything of substance? Aaron Judge was being labeled the "face of baseball" during the All-Star festivities and all he could muster during his interviews was, "This is awesome guys. This is great." HEY AARON, baseball is depending on you to make the game more entertaining. Give us something. Give us anything to let us know that you're not just some baseball robot engineered in a lab. Show us that you're a real person. It's safe to say Aaron blew that opportunity. 

And the Red Sox players aren't much better. You take one look at Andrew Benintendi and all you see is a high school stoner with absolutely nothing to say. Jackie Bradley Jr strikes me as a mute. There's just no fire anymore. I used to watch men play the game. Roger Clemens, Derek Jeter, Gary Sheffield, Alex Rodriguez: Men. Nomar Garciaparra, Manny Ramirez, Johnny Damon, Kevin Millar, Curt Schilling, Jason Varitek, Pedro Martinez: Men. 

These guys were down to rip each other's heads off like men do when they're angry. Well not so much anymore. It's over guys. If we're lucky enough to be watching this same group of players on these same games 5-7 years from now then maybe the fire will come back to the field of play. Until then, I'll be sitting in my lawn chair at the nearest little league complex. 

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