Winston Churchill once purportedly said, “Never stand up when you can sit.” Presumably, Winnie wasn’t much of a fan of physical activity. However, he might have been enamored with the concept of a designated hitter had he been alive to see its inclusion in the game of baseball. Then, again, the only political leader that ever swung a big stick was Teddy Roosevelt, so who knows?
Imagine getting to work at the usual time of nine in the morning — the exception being fishmongers and sports writers — then sitting at your desk at for the next six to seven hours, waiting and watching. Most of your day would be filled with idle chatter, occasional trips to the bathroom, and frequent bouts of impulsive eating (in other words, a normal day). Then, just when you thought it would be safe to nod off, your boss hollers at you to get your rear in gear and be productive for a 3-minute span and actually do some work. The preceding has been a far-flung, daily life metaphor for Major League Baseball Rule 6.10. The designated hitter, also known in some circles as the designated sitter, or the human bat rack.