It's not the same but the Series still matters, doesn't it?
A quick question:
Does the World Series still hold some allure?
I mean like it did back in the day, when (and I know there are Irregulars Of A Certain Vintage who are with me on this) you might sneak a tiny transistor radio into the classroom or you’d race home at the end of the school day hoping to catch the lat couple of innings?
I think interleague play, while giving some juice to the middle of a long season, has taken away a lot of the mystique, I think the number of playoff rounds and games has diminished it somewhat; the whole designated hitter/no designated hitter thing sucks.
But, still …
It’s still got it, I think.
There’s still something about my league vs. your league that gets me excited; since I seldom pay attention to mundane matters of the regular season, even if the teams had played each other in June or July, I wouldn’t care.
The Series is still The Series.
Maybe it’s our, well, my, upbringing, where it was far more a baseball house than, say, a hockey house. It was “who’s playing third for the Yankees this year?” and “hey, I’m going over to the park with the guys to play for hours” and it was the game we grew up on.
And the World Series was always special. Cold weather, mostly good games, the end of a long season reduced to seven games at the most.
I may not be quite up to speed on the intricacies of these two teams – it seems Tony LaRussa (smartest man in the room, just ask him) manages his bullpen like he’s got a zillion relievers; Josh Hamilton is one of the most compelling stories in all of sports – but that doesn’t matter, does it?
The game’s the thing, it’s the World Series and it’s destination viewing for me. Of course, that means I’ll have to stay up way past my bedtime for a week or so but you gotta do what you gotta do.
You folks still get jazzed for the Series?
Now, look, I know we’re pretty parochial around here – we do love all of our things Toronto and Canada, and I’m one of you on a lot of things – but hear me out for a second.
Was watching one of the Top 10 Moments In The World Series things last night, it was on a Canadian network, and sure enough No. 1 was the Joe Carter homer in 1993.
It was big, no doubt about. Won a World Series. Second of its kind ever after Bill Mazeroski.
But for pure drama and excitement and the unexpected nature of it, I still say the No. 1 highlight in World Series history – at least my history – is Kirk Gibson’s homer for the Dodgers off Dennis Eckersley back in 1988.
Yes, better than Carter’s.
Yes, better than Mazeroski’s.
Yes, better than Larson’s perfect game.
Better than them all.
Was sitting around sipping the quad vente latte yesterday morning (hi, Starbucks, Lundy’s Lane) and I remember an Irregular once asking about who the best TV reporters were.
No, not the Huntley/Brinkley, Mansbridge kind of reporters, these kinds of reporters.
So, a Top Five?
(In no particular order)
He was hilarious on Mary Tyler Moore but he was really good on Lou Grant. And when I was watching that intro/trailer/whatever, it all came back to me. Great show, no?
I wanted to be her secretary for a day, just like Kramer.
If you don’t think he was my idol a long, long time ago, I’ve failed.
I’ve told you, guilty pleasure, right? The kid had spunk.
Now, they weren’t the most realistic, of course, but as reporters go, they’d make my list.
Now, I am going to tell you who won’t.
That’d be Ray Barone.
Dude’s a sports writer, big shot columnist and he’s never on deadline, always home and never stressed about what he’s going to write in his morning blog?
At least Oscar Madison went to ball games. And the track.
It’s the time of week, I see.
You saw the Andrea story about joining Roma in an insurance/sponsorship deal with ashleymadison.com, right?
Any number of jokes about rebounds and commitment were flying around last night but, thankfully, no one took any exception to a discreet dating sight for married folk getting its name out there in some big deal.
Why wouldn’t they?
And why wouldn’t a franchise that could use the money take it?
I don’t imagine that some guy or gal is going to go out and have some extramarital fling simply because they saw the name of a company on a sports jersey.
I know it’s not UNICEF or one of the other big sponsors of European teams that may be more, um, mainstream but money’s money, if a company wants to hand some out to help a sports franchise along, who cares.
And as Noel Biderman, who runs the thing told me, there’s a lot of benefits to his company, too:
“To get naming rights for a major city franchise plus the guaranteed TV spots on their own would make marketing sense. Add a homegrown NBA talent in to the mix and I think this could be the best idea since starting a dating website for married people.”
That’s a money quote right there.
Oh yeah, take the Rangers in five, you’ll be glad you did.