Witnessing great baseball games has been a theme for my baseblogs. I will keep this short, weird and a bit confusing. Previously, I wrote about a World Series game my father and I watched 23 years ago, not necessarily changing my life, but for one evening, definitely providing a bunch of fun.
Game 6 of the World Series ended last night in the bottom of the 11th inning on a walk off home run by St. Louis Cardinal David Freese. The St. Louis Cardinals were not the team my wife and I were hoping to win. As very spiritual people, we were praying for them to lose. As most common people know, God, Jesus, Bud-ah, Beelzebub, and Mormon Young watch all of these ballgames, even on Sunday. They were all partying last night because of the fun it provided for so many people.
The home run leads the two teams to game seven of the series and my wife and I are rooting for the Texas Rangers. My gambling background believes I irritated the Baseball Gods by thinking the Rangers had it won in the 9th inning of the game last night. To all the gamblers betting on the Rangers that evening, I hold full responsibility for saying, “This game is over”. I was already eating a bratwurst while celebrating before what I thought was to be the last pitch dictating the outcome of the game. For St. Louis Cardinal fans…….you’re welcome.
Other than wanting and trying to believe in Sasquatch, UFO’s and other ridiculous supernatural phenomenons, after watching Game 6 of The World Series last night with my wife,I had to question my insanity. During the game, we believed the stars were colliding and weird things were happening. I guess you could refer to it as a moment of Baseball Clarity. At the end of the game, my thought was, “Are you World Serious?” If the well respected Bill Shatner would have been present in our living room, he would have said something profound like, “We have gone where no team has gone before.” That’s a little dramatic, but for a goofball like me, that’s how goofy I was last night.
For stars colliding, convening, and sometimes convincing, the Cardinals have some strange Karma I don’t want to believe. It’s much like not wanting to believe in ghosts. No thank you. Will you go to some other house? You scare me. I’m not betting on the Cardinals to lose because they scare me. (That, and our stock has decreased significantly over the last couple of days)
Last night’s game was arguably one of the greatest World Series games in history. Tonight’s game may be anticlimactic. Who knows? As a baseball observer for many years, it has been the most interesting and fun post season I’ve ever witnessed.
When I wrote about another wonderful World Series game occurring 23 years ago, the home run hero was wearing the number 23. Last night’s hero was wearing number 23. Twenty three years ago, Tony Larussa, was the opposing manager to the man crushing the game winning home run, thus crushing the team’s spirits so many years ago. Tony Larussa is now the manager of The St. Louis Cardinals who is defying many odds and strikes.
I really hope Texas wins tonight, and I think they should, but strange things happen in this wacky world. My gambling money will remain in my pocket this evening.
By the way, I’ve never bet on baseball. I just wildly enjoy the sport. Just ask my wife.
Watch Game 7.