Perhaps. Maybe it would be better if they came together in righteous indignation at the plight of the common folk. What a world it would be if we met on the streets and discussed the unrest in Turkey and how maybe we should be doing the same thing. Perhaps those things would be better, but does that make what sport gives us any less? Sport, at its best, gives us ground together, a place to stand and talk with our neighbors, to see the sameness in them and rise together. Sport does make for us a hollow space, a hollow space to fill as we choose. A place to fill with triumph and hope and sadness that doesn't tear too deeply, a place for friendship, for shared past and shared future. It gives us a place we can manage, where we can see the walls and past them and more. Even after a revolution, there will be a World Series. I don't know why sport hits us, or how it affects us so deeply, but my buddy Dave Wisekopf was probably near its core when he said, "Hot dogs are probably a big part."