And the dream has died. All the baseball fans of the world took a deep sigh of pain tonight. We were all sitting around hoping it would happen. We were all enticed into the idea of magic and the planets aligning to have our media thirsty bodies covered by the numbness that would have been cubbies and bosox. Alas the bosox live on, and tomorrow...I don't care if you're a baseball fan or not...you should watch the game. For many reasons but here are my personal favorites.
- Pedro martinez is the true embodiement of a warrior and prick. He weighs 150 pounds soaking wet and throws 95 and at people's heads. New York hates him and he'll be in their house with all his ego and warrior like self. If you want to see the true pressure and hatred that comes from being an opposing player, watch Pedro tomorrow...wait tonight...Thursday
- The Boston Red Sox haven't been to a world series since 85 and they haven't won since 1918. There is nostalgic love there.
- Roger Clemens (though I personally detest him for the same reasons I love Pedro) will possibly throwing his last ever game. He's a competitor and loves the game. He plays it the right way and watching him pitch tomorrow may be like watching Monet paint The Japanese Bridge.
- The death of an era may come tomorrow. With their aging team and bloated roster. If they lose tomorrow the evil Empire that is the Yankees may be dismantled. And in the distance you will hear a square headed kid from Baltimore jumping for joy.
Oh yeah and by the way did anybody else take down the name of the kid who grabbed the ball last night. I know about 100,000 cubs fans that did. I hope St Louis is a nice city for him to live in. That poor bastard.