Brett Favre’s retirement announcement was an annual preseason tradition. Mariano Rivera’s final season was enjoyed and celebrated for months. Now, Jeter’s final regular season will culminate with an afternoon game at Yawkey Way on Sept. 28 — which is already leaving people scrambling to mark their calendars.
Because of that, we lose raw emotion. We lose the nostalgia of a last-at-bat that isn’t viewed live around the world and broken down for weeks. Baseball is a business, but a concluding career of one of the game’s best should be less of a marketing ploy and more of a memory. Looking back on a final season — final game — final at bat would be far more rewarding than looking forward to them for months.
Though spring training hasn’t yet begun, we already have a major storyline scribbled for seven months down the road. Jeter’s final season will be appreciated, he will get the standing-O’s and perhaps the parting gifts from each of the Major League teams, and he should.
When it becomes nauseating, think of what Jeter has meant to the league, and consider the alternative — cellphone numbers on baseballs for the cute blonde in the first row, Supreme Court trials, asterisks and lawsuits.
He will be missed.