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Over the holidays, when “It’s a Wonderful Life” is on TV and baseball isn’t, it’s possible to imagine—like George Bailey, gazing on the world without him—that baseball never existed. Without baseball, there are no Ballpark Franks because there never were any ballparks and people seldom eat franks. A backward K is a typographical error. A few of us—plumbing the deeper recesses of YouTube—fondly recall NBC golf announcer Vin Scully. But otherwise we live in a bleak Pottersville, and it isn’t named for Mike Potter, because the 1977 St. Louis Cardinals never existed, so he never played five games for them.
Without baseball, you’ve never known anyone named Sparky, Stump, Stubby, Stick, Mickey, Champ, Bump, Pumpsie or Heinie, and you know half as many Busters. The only Mookies you’ve ever…
