Imagine Steve going off on a rant during a PR event about his strong feelings about the current state of baseball.
In Steve’s opinion, it took the once Brooklyn Dodgers far too long to ask him to throw the first pitch out at one of their games. Sure, they’d moved to Los Angeles (and Steve wasn’t about to let them forget it) but he still considered himself the biggest fan they’d ever had. The morning of the game was sunny and warm, and Steve gave the ball a throw with all his might. As he heard the satisfying smack of it hitting the catcher’s mitt, he smiled towards the camera, fully aware that his face was on the jumbo screen, and made his way off the field.
It only took a few minutes of being off the mound before the press swarmed him. He didn’t even have a chance to find his seat before experiencing the too familiar feeling of ten reporters shouting questions at him. This time, however, one really caught his attention.
“Captain Rogers, what do you say to the young people who claim that baseball isn’t a real sport?”
“What?” Steve asked incredulously. “Baseball is not just a sport, it’s an American sport. It’s in our blood. Next they’ll be saying that New York isn’t a real city.” He scoffed and shook his head. “Baseball might not be as fast-paced as some other sports, but it takes skill and heart to play it. You have to be versatile, you have to think on your feet, you have to smart and quick and ready for anything. That’s the American way. Those boys out there, playing our country’s game, they’re doing it for the love of it. Really, the only way I could be happier with the current state of baseball is if my team came back to Brooklyn.”