by bit, he drank and smoked himself into the Beyond. Those were good days, and isn't that what the baseball people tell us the game is all about? Generations, sitting together, watching players bumble and stumble while the old folks teach the young'uns new and exciting curse words? Let Ken Burns set that to banjo music. I'll be in the Parakeet Bar, waiting for the show to begin. Share Grantland with your friends Your friend shared this story on Facebook. Share Grantland with your friends to see everything they're reading and watching, and then share the latest news about the sports and teams you care about most!