Great news Los Angeles-area parents! June 16 might turn out to be a good evening to take the kids to a baseball game as the Dodgers may not be having Pride Night. The group L.A. Pride, an activist group the team was partnering with, has taken its rainbow-hued Rawlings and gone home.

At issue is the Dodgers disinviting the Sisters of Perpetual Indulgence, a group of anti-Catholic transvestites who dress themselves up like Catholic nuns and simulate gay sex in public. For this, the Dodgers were going to honor the group with a “Community Hero” award.

The team had to reconsider when some actual Catholics got wind of this. (Minus, of course, the Catholic bishops. Those courageous successors to the Apostles were probably too busy synoding about synods to notice. There is one brief, after-the-fact article about it on the L.A. Archdiocese website. It quotes no Church official.) The Catholic League, Catholic voters, and Senator Marco Rubio were loud. (Unlike the Catholic bishops. Did I mention they were MIA?)

As my colleague Bob Hoge reported, the team disinvited SPI, which must have been a tough decision. What do you do with 25,000 bobbleheads of “Sister Homo Fellatio?” At least the equipment manager hadn’t started retrofitting nipple clamps to the catchers’ chest protectors.

But because there can be no compromising with the Love is Love crowd, L.A. Pride canceled.

As a longstanding partner of the Los Angeles Dodgers, we are very disappointed in their decision to rescind their invitation to the Sisters of Perpetual Indulgence to be honored at the 10th annual LGBTQ+ Pride Night. As a result and in solidarity with our community, LA Pride will not be participating in this year’s Dodgers Pride Night event.

That’s a shame. The Game-Worn Leather Speedo auction raises so much for charity every year.

If this weren’t all so sad it would be hilarious. Oh hell, it’s still hilarious. The Dodgers look foolish, L.A. Pride looks bitchy, and the rest of us are spared the spectacle of Sister Joyous Reserectum throwing out the first pitch.

I guess the trans train was too tempting for the Dodgers to pass up. (Everybody’s doing it!) And L.A. Pride is in the boundary-pushing business. So when they went to the Dodgers and said, “Hey, there’s this group…“ the team was so eager to pander, nobody thought it through.

One serious-ish point though: The Dodgers VP of Marketing says the team has Pride Night to “foster an atmosphere of acceptance for all.” That’s nice. So’s all the other happy talk about “community.”

But when things got rough, L.A. Pride let the Dodgers know who “our community” is. It’s not the Dodgers fan base and it’s not even L.A. It’s the rabid Catholic Haters. It’s the freaks mocking Jesus and Mary on Easter. The Dodgers can pander all they want, but if it’s not on L.A. Pride’s exact terms, they’ll punish the team.

It would be nice to think the team learned something from this. But we know it didn’t, and it will live to pander another day. As for the Sisters and L.A. Pride, the oldest baseball phrase of all applies: “You’ll get ‘em next year.”