Well, it seems my superstitious blogging abstention wasn’t enough to make the Cleveland sports gods look the other way for the Indians. Understandable: based on our geography, they’re Native American gods, and we’re not going to win the World Series without a complete image overhaul.
What could’ve transpired in 1948 to convince the gods to turn a blind eye to our racism? A-ha: the Indians’ signing that year of Major League Baseball’s first African-American pitcher, Satchel Paige. Looks like we’re going to have to move a huge Civil Rights foot forward if we want to be world champs. Unfortunately, short of tossing our name and logo, there’s only one frontier left: women.
As if.
But check this out: the Indians’ only other World Series win occurred in 1920, the same year the United States ratified its Nineteenth Amendment — which is, of course, the amendment that guaranteed women the right to vote.
Women or Wahoo? Looks like we need a movement.
Tags: baseball, Chief Wahoo, Civil Rights, Cleveland Indians, Indians, Native Americans, Nineteenth Amendment, racism, sports, women's suffrage, World Series
Now THAT would be a different sports team name — the Cleveland Women. The mascot would be — a woman! The players would all throw like girls. Instead of the Sugardale Hot Dog race, we could have the Maybelline Mascara race. But mascara isn’t supposed to run, so I guess they would have to speed walk or something.
Comment by hlime — October 25, 2007 @ 12:53 pm
Nice!!
Comment by thelittleorange — October 28, 2007 @ 7:50 pm