One of the things that draws fans to baseball is the idea (fallacious, but it’s out there), that it somehow reflects our better selves. The game, in theory, is about fair play, teamwork, dedication to craft. MLB has always exploited this vision of itself, even as it is a business that is too often unprincipled. In a recent column, Stephen King lambasted the league for pushing the sport’s marquee events into primetime hours past the bedtimes of kids (and working adults, for that matter). It’s not just the league, of course. As our friend Alex Belth notes, ESPN has been cashing in on Little Leaguers with coverage befitting grown men, a thoroughly distasteful practice. A little closer to home, Pete Abraham’s LoHud blog—one of my daily stops around the Internet horn—has recently been running a large illustrated ad for a strip club. To be frank, that really ticks me off. Boooo.