Here is the opening to my Tuesday column about the World Baseball Classic:
SAN FRANCISCO — We got beat on Monday night 4-1. By “we” I mean Team Netherlands. My team.
I am being completely unprofessional, utterly derelict in my duty. I freely admit that. I rooted for the Netherlands to beat the Dominican Republic in the semifinals of the World Baseball Classic at AT&T Park. It didn’t happen.
I’m supposed to be impartial because I’m a sports journalist. The heck with that. I rooted like nobody’s business, rooted shamelessly. It was a completely new feeling for me, this ardent love of a team. And it felt good.
You want to know why I rooted?
It’s all about the little guy.
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