This a a blog about....to be blunt....spit.
Spitting is not just for baseball players anymore.
I was watching Tiger Woods at the Masters a couple of weeks ago. After he striped a driver, Tiger walked off the tee box, pursed his lips and calmly expelled some saliva. I was amazed by that unexpected mouth moment among the Magnolias. I couldn't help but wonder if the Golden Bear had ever expectorated in the pines at Augusta on the way to winning his 6 green jackets
But the return of Major League baseball is a special time for spittle.
When I was growing up, I was told spitting was unsanitary and, not to mention uncouth. But I quickly learned that spit was as much a part of baseball as the mitt.
You're used to seeing baseball players spit. For one thing, back in the day, most of them had a chaw in their cheek. So spitting was an act of survival. Now that smokeless tobacco use is taboo, baseball players are still spitting...sunflower seed shells instead of a disgusting goo. The steps of every big league dugout look like the bottom of a bird feeder.
Certain pitchers dabbled in spit, like an artist used oils. The result was a pitch that moved like the stock market. Saliva, mixed with dirt, also has some medicinal powers. If you got hit by a pitch, or got some scrapes running the base, you were always advised to rub some spit on it.
Saliva .....it versatile, plentiful, and always at the tip of your tongue.
That's my bit about spit. Next time: Snot Rockets!
Viewers with disabilities can get assistance accessing this station's FCC Public Inspection File by contacting the station with the information listed below. Questions or concerns relating to the accessibility of the FCC's online public file system should be directed to the FCC at 888-225-5322, 888-835-5322 (TTY), or firstname.lastname@example.org.