Sunday was “Turn Back the Clock” day at PNC Park.

Too bad they couldn’t have turned back the clock and decided not to have a turn back the clock day.

Too bad they didn’t listen to Albert Einstein, who said time travel is impossible and wool uniforms don’t breath on a hot June afternoon (I’m not sure if Einstein actually said that thing about wool, but he was a genius. He probably figured it out).

Yet, there they were, the Pittsburgh Pirates and Detroit Tigers, dressed in old fashioned uniforms and pretending is was 1909.

The uniforms looked uncomfortable and hot, but they did provide some interesting fashion statements.

Freddy Sanchez was popping his collar like he was at a frat party at Harvard.

In an attempt to add to the illusion in was 1909, the displays lining the upper deck and the out-of-town scoreboard were dark and there was no stadium music.

Oddly, hot dogs could not be purchased with those newfangled Lincoln one-cent coins, ticket prices were not two bits and fans were still texting friends on their cell phones instead of actually watching the game.

Oh, well. The Pittsburgh Penguins were there showing off the Stanley Cup. That was history in and of itself.