Jim Kaat, now recognized as a Hall of Fame pitcher, and worthy of those same accolades as an analyst and broadcaster, was talking not long ago about the oppressive slowness that was plaguing big-league baseball games.
A lefty who once had created a second stage of a pitching career by becoming the fastest worker in the majors, Kaat offered this outrageous remedy:
"Seven-inning games."
Really? "That might be the only answer," Kaat said.
I couldn't handle that solution, but one night in the TV den, there was a World Series game that was going so slowly that I found a random show and watched an episode before turning back.
One hour, missed eight outs.
And then an amazing thing happened: the Commissioner's Office, led by Rob Manfred, the baseball majordomo previously accused of not liking baseball, came up with a fabulous solution.
The pitch clock.