I’m not entirely prepared to say that I’m not ascursedas originally feared, but a Giants Rangers World Series is a positive step in that direction. The Giants were the only team to survive my good will from beginning to end, and the Rangers, who became my favourite baseball team by virtue of simply playing the Yankees, made that team look pretty bad for the most part. They didn’t look Atlanta Braves 1 guy makes 3 errors in a single game bad, but they certainly didn’t look like a team worth a couple hundred million dollars.
I can’t tell you how much I’m looking forward to this year’s World Series, and it has everything to do with it being devoid of Yankees and Phillies. I know that overnight goober on ESPN radio would passionately disagree with me because who wants to see that and good luck selling advertising for games without major teams playing, but he’s a goober and I don’t care what he thinks. I like it when things don’t go according to plans, and if you had asked just about anybody at the start of the year who would be fighting it out come World Series time, nobody would have predicted this. By the way, is there a rule that you have to be a total obnoxious boob to be an American sports radio personality? Sure seems that way at least if you’d like a show on ESPN or worse yet, Fox. A station around here carries that on the overnights and weekend evenings and it’s damn near unlistenable. It’s even worse than Andrew Krystal on the Fan 590. Who’s bright idea was that, anyway?
I guess all that’s left to do now is pick a side and hope that doing so won’t doom it. So ok, here goes. Come Wednesday and beyond, I’ll be rooting for the Giants. The decision is easy. How can you not cheer for a team that has Tim Lincecum, cody Ross who turned out to be one hell of a pick-up much to everybody’s surprise, Buster Posey and Pablo Sandoval on it? Besides, I still haven’t forgiven the Rangers for beating the Jays on opening day, so they aren’t getting my support when it’s up for grabs.
In closing, come on Wednesday, go Giants, and enjoy what’s left of baseball, everybody. Oh, and fuck the Yankees, just because.