first of all the Monarchs have no long relief pitching, and Earth-1 Dice K is actually a super powered shape shifting pile of purple goo from a parrellel universe created so that the Red Sox could actually win another world series in our life time.
Hopefully I'm not being too analytical for the discussion, and it's certainly not a facet in which I have any trouble suspending disbelief, but the part about the Earth 1 Dice K in Carmine's quote reminds me that Waid probably got it right in Kingdom Come when we see that baseball had died out. Probably a logical conclusion in a world with super powers. It would be hard to maintain interest in watching "human" athletes when meta-humans were around [just look at how the public is ambivalent about Bonds' chasing Aaron's record because there's the perception he was enhanced for at least a couple hundred of those homers], even if there were some way to keep the metas from competing [and when you think of all the trouble sports has had with detecting performance-enhacing substances, it's easy to think that knowing who did and who didn't have super-powers would be lots harder]. In one story of mine [that's never going to be completed] there's a super-powered attack at a 1941 major league game, and one of the players [who's secretly super-powered himself] must wrestle with whether to use his powers to save his teammates, since he knows that if he does, he's going to be outed and will be banned from the game for life. I never decided if his super abilities would even be useful in baseball. If they weren't [let's say it was energy projection or something], then the lack of acceptance of him would seem unfair, and he would be a sympathetic character. But, if they were useful [say, enhanced speed or strength or mind-reading], and let's say that he only used them "enough" to make himself pretty good [but not Babe Ruth good], then he wouldn't be so sympathetic, since that would mean that he'd been holding himself back, which is in effect what you do when you throw a game. No doubt someone out there has already done this storyline, but I thought it had some interesting dimensions to it. Anyway, sorry if I digress, since my point was that I doubt that human sports could persist in a world with metahumans. Maybe metahumans would take over sports if there were enough of them, but then you could argue that the unpredictability of super-powers would kill that too. Competition isn't much fun when there are no rules...so maybe all a world with metahumans would be left with in the way of sports would be something like American Gladiator. Ugh. I see why Wes Dodds was so depressed.