Climate Change?

In a ballgame that seemed to take several decades to finish the other night, Washington beat Texas, to move to the FBSOB or whatever it's called, grand college football finale, against Michigan.

The fact that the winner will be either Michigan or Washington means that, for the first time since 2014, when Ohio State won it, the recipient of the Grand Poobah trophy will NOT hail from the South.  

For that matter, non-Southern teams have, by my count, won only 6 of the last 35 championships. And let's face it: if Georgia had managed to make the Final Four this year, as it should have, the South would have another champ.

I guess you can put this all down to just how good certain programs and coaches are, and what level of intensity play has been ramped up to in the SEC.

But get this: if you extended the Mason-Dixon Line across the whole country, since 2016, only two major-league baseball teams from cities above that line have been in the World Series, and only one—Yer Cheatin' Red Sox of 2018—has won it.

That's right.  Since the epic, 2016 Cubs-Indians Showdown of the Losers, it's been all Sun Belt, all the time:

2017: Houston over LA

2018: Boston over LA

2019: Washington over Houston

2020: LA over Tampa Bay

2021: Atlanta over Houston

2022: Houston over Philly

2023: Texas over Arizona

WTF? 

Something is terribly amiss here, and I, for one, attribute it those melting numbers in the annual, Golden Snowball that Duque noted yesterday. 

Our boys from the North are no longer trained against the rigors of cold and miserable weather. They have become soft and pliant, never knowing the challenge of digging out a twenty-foot driveway in February, or playing through April games cold enough to freeze your kumquats off.  

If climate change continues like this, we're just going to see an endless succession of victory parades in cities where no one will even have to wear a sweater to attend. Give us our ice packs, our snow, our freezing rain, leaving us yearning to be back inside!