I have a weird relationship with baseball. I wouldn't call myself a baseball fan—in that I know no statistics and probably wouldn't watch a game on TV—yet I love watching movies about baseball and love going to baseball parks and watching games.
So what is it about the culture of baseball that I find so appealing, yet the sport itself that I can take or leave just the same?
I think it's about how baseball engages all my senses so well: sight, smell, touch, taste, and sound.
Don't believe me? Think of the last baseball game you went to. The peanuts. The popcorn. The sunflower seeds. The soda or the beer. The hot dogs. The crack of a bat hitting a ball. The thump of a ball landing in a glove. The umpire shouting "strike" or "safe." The sound of cleats on dust and rosin rubbed in hands. The bright lights. The chants of the crowds. The colourful uniforms and hats. Foam fingers waved in the sky.
Every sense, fully engaged.
Sure, you can have a similar sense experience at another type of sporting event, but there's something about a live baseball game that just hits all of my senses in a special way.
That's why I (sort of) love baseball. And that's what I think goes into great media—a powerful engagement of all the senses. So much so, that even if you're not a real fan, you become a real fan when you encounter it.
Because when the senses are swept up in something, we are usually swept up too.