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The Miracle Continues!

Wow. I haven't felt like this about a baseball game since.... well, since the '86 Bill Buckner game....

And of COURSE, with only broadcast basic cable (no TBS -- no Denver station was showing this???) and a home PC that crashed that morning, I spent my evening out in the car following the whole thing on radio. It was my baseball childhood all over again.

You couldn't've HAD more drama than this.

The probable Cy Young award winner pimpslapped around.

The improbable opposing starter blowing through three innings effortlessly, then having the wheels come off in the fourth, including a grand slam.

A home run that should have allowed the game to end in regulation called a double.

The likely National League MVP totally misplaying a fly ball to let the game tie back up.

Several innings of gutwrenching nothing.

And am I the only one who REALLY wanted to see The Todd either score or knock in the winning run?

I SO did not want to see Babyhead Jr. (i.e., Jorge Julio, spiritual heatballing-choke son of Armando Benitez) out there for the 12th, but that's all that was left (except for a pitcher so bad that he hadn't pitched in 17 days). And sure enough, two hitters, two runs. And another hit after that before the plug was pulled.

Then said awful pitcher comes out and shuts down the side to keep the Rox on life support. In a game full of miracles, the biggest one of all may very well have been: W -- Ramon Ortiz.

Then the all-time saves leader -- who nonetheless has a knack for choking in big games, and had been warming up for five innings and thus was well-prepared for absolute failure -- comes out, and makes the Cy Young's pimpslapping looks tame. In rapid succession, a double (think Kaz Matsui's glad to not be a Met today?), another double (the Rookie of the Year strikes YET AGAIN), and a game-tying triple by said fly-misplaying MVP in a huge shot of redemption.

Then, The Slide.

And after 163 games and 13 innings, the Colorado Rockies board a plane to face the almost-as-unlikely Philadelphia Phillies. I'll be shocked if it's not a five-game series. Neither team is capable of doing things the easy way.

And pray for the Phillies player responsible for losing Game 5. You KNOW he's gonna have to enter the witness protection program if he even manages to get out of the building. Again, I'm from Jersey -- trust me, I KNOW how this goes.

You probably don't need any more of my version of things that that, but here's a few other good versions (including a very good article on why Matt Holliday was safe either way -- see especially the rulebook quote in italics): http://mvn.com/mlb-rockies/).

Onward! Go Rox some more! Win 11 more for The Todd!!!

Posted by: burninglight at 16:02 | link | comments (3)

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#1  11 October 2007 - 06:07

 

I'm still with you Carl! I'm pulling for your Rockies! Is the other Karl going for the D-Backs?

Anonymous

#2  11 October 2007 - 14:10

 

One would think. And, um, he's a Carl too, BTW. :P

I can at least deal with losing to the D-Backs. (Although I don't think it's going to happen -- I like Rox in 6. :D) It's going to be a good series either way, and it's hard not to like either team in general (and preferably the Indians over the Boston Yan.... er, Red Sox).... :P

burninglight

#3  12 October 2007 - 20:47

 

I've always used K with him to distinguish between you two, although BD works too!

Anonymous

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