Wednesday, September 30, offered us one of the increasingly rare treats of baseball; multiple double headers. The day featured not one, not two, but three distinct doubleheaders. The doubleheader gives us what we all want most out of life, more baseball. Due to what owners love most in life, money of course, most doubleheaders are only created from inclement conditions. Due to the owners’ hatred of weekday day games, we rarely have a chance to see our favorite team play twice in one day.
A traditional doubleheader is the epitome of the variety. A single gate game, meaning played back-to-back. It’s the kind of event that causes your inner child to momentarily take hold of your brain and call in sick. Who needs an eight-hour workday when you can catch at least six hours of live baseball? Unfortunately these are even scarcer. The last time I was able to see the greatest franchise in existence (the New York Yankees if you were confused) play a traditional was back in 2013, due to the mercurial spring weather. If irksome weather has any consolation, it’s the creation of the doubleheader. I of course missed all my obligations in order to enjoy the day’s games, how wonderful it is to write game in the plural.
Something perhaps even better is the unique tripleheader. In October of 1920 the Pirates faced the Reds in a tripleheader that involved playoff implications for both teams. In the time before stadium lighting the third game was called in the sixth inning due to darkness, but they were still able to fit 24 innings of play into five hours, an unbelievable pace by today’s standard. Three games in a day sounds glorious, but it might be too much joy for my psyche to handle.
In sum, doubleheaders are great. The next time a doubleheader is announced, this will more or less be my reaction. I need more days like this Wednesday in my life, and I think you can agree that you do too.