Baseball has died a thousand deaths.
Labor stoppages were sure to kill it … but didn't. Steroids would strangle it … but didn't. The rise of the NFL, slow play and pitching injuries supposedly pose clear and present threats to the game, if you believe in this generation's version of baseball Armageddon.
Here is the test of baseball's sustainability for Minnesota: If you took a seat at Target Field on Tuesday night, and were not taken by the beauty and drama of the game, and the class and talent of the players, then it is time to don bike pants and turn your attention to the Tour de France.
If you were not entertained by the 85th All-Star Game, baseball is not for you.
On a chamber-of-commerce night in a ballpark that didn't need mascara for its close-up, the best all-star game there is delivered the goods, from Derek Jeter's cap tip in the first inning to Glen Perkins' celebratory glove slap in the ninth.
The American League defeated the National League 5-3 with Perkins recording the save while pitching to Twins catcher Kurt Suzuki, on a night when fans cheered as loudly for a Yankee as they did for Perkins, a lifelong Minnesotan.
"Moments like that," Perkins said, "are why you play."
This was destined to be Jeter's night, if not his game.