With the first exhibition games about to start this afternoon, I downloaded the MLB At Bat app last night onto to my smartphone.
I had Sirius satellite radio for a couple of seasons, which enabled me to listen to the home broadcasts of all the major league games. But I only had access in my car.
Last year I got the MLB app about midway through spring training on the recommendation of a friend and fell in love with it. With all the broadcasts from the home and visiting networks for each game, the app is a fabulous way to enjoy baseball. You can even listen in Spanish – “Adios, pelota!” – for some teams.
I’m not really tempted by the all-access TV package. As much as I love baseball, I don’t have enough time in my life to plop in front of a screen and watch a gozillion games.
I listen to the San Francisco Giants and Oakland Athletics on the radio in my car, and I catch them and a range of other teams on the smartphone while I’m grilling dinner or doing yard work and other chores around the house.
Baseball is the soundtrack for my leisure time.
Technologically speaking, I am so far behind, it’s not funny. I’m still trying to learn how to program my V.C.R.
Bill
LOL. I have a blinking clock display on the stereo. I know how to stop it but I decided it wasn’t worth the effort.