More MLB lunacy

 Ay-yi-yi. I swear, if Major League Baseball were "Casey At The Bat," more than the air would be shattered by the force of Casey's blow.

 So would his head.

Because, listen, if this isn't MLB hitting itself in the head with its own bat, I don't know what is. Its latest act of self-harm came down yesterday, when MLB officials reiterated the Feb. 28 deadline to get a deal done was a hard and fast one.

If there's no deal by end of business Monday, they'll start canceling regular-season games. And those games will not be made up.

So now there won't be a 162-game season because of this nonsense. 

And I say "won't be" because there won't be a deal by Monday, either. That's ridiculous on its face. Furthermore, MLB knows it. 

So this is just more gamesmanship by the owners, as spring training sites remain silent. It's an attempt to shift the blame for the continuing impasse to the players, because the public has rightly placed the lion's share of it at the owners' feet. After all, they're the ones who went nuclear by imposing a lockout before negotiations had even begun.

And what are they all arguing (i.e.: posturing) about?

Literally whether hundreds of millions of dollars should be even more hundreds of millions of dollars. Even the dispute over minimum MLB salaries is a squabble over hundreds of thousands.

Bottom line: Everyone's already rich here, the owners especially. So most of what this is about, in the Blob's opinion, is disposable income. And everyone's already making more of that than they reasonably could dispose of in a lifetime.

Meanwhile, the NCAA Tournament is coming up. And the NBA stretch run. And the NFL combine and draft.

Which means most of Sportsball World won't even notice if baseball remains dark.

Go ahead, boys. Hit yourselves again.