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" It&amp;#039;s official: You are no longer allowed to shear off the head of a catcher at home plate in baseball games in an effort to jar the ball loose and/or take out sexual frustration on the other team&amp;#039;s backstop. You&amp;#039;ll have to aim at the knees now, which is much less satisfying. This sucks. This rule change is obviously the right and moral move, but please, hear us out for one second. Let us make our case. That case is this: Come on! What are you, a softy? Do I hear a bunch of softies? I think I hear a bunch of damned softies. It&amp;#039;s all very scientific. One in every one-hundred people are born or become a softy, and now the MLB will be filled with them. The softy ratio will be directly inversely proportional to the amount of people batting below the Mendoza Line. Just look at this chart.  Sure, this kind of thing ruined careers. A home-plate collision broke Buster Posey&amp;#039;s fibula a couple of years ago. Pete Rose ruined Ray Fosse&amp;#039;s career when he did this during an All-Star Game. It&amp;#039;s a concussion waiting to happen. Plus, we even have this awesome compendium from Youtube with music from the end of a Godzilla movie.      But have you considered this: C-c-c-come on! Just this one thing! Just let us keep this one thing, maybe? Look, I&amp;#039;ll miss it, mostly, because of how antithetical this was to the whole sport. This is a sport where you can&amp;#039;t physically touch the ball on offense in any way without the play being ruled dead or without the runner being called out. But if you happen to be running toward home plate and the catcher is about to receive the ball? Go ahead and club him in the balls with a tire iron. Made total sense at the time, you&amp;#039;ll tell your kid, as he watches tapes of 1990s baseball games and wonders why Stone Cold Steve Austin wasn&amp;#039;t a pinch runner. "^^<http://www.w3.org/2001/XMLSchema#string>
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