In an effort to cheer myself up, I'm going Robin Williams in Hook and thinking only happy thoughts, and were I a hairy middle aged man in some parallel universe looking for inspiration today's Cardinals/Dodgers playoff game would probably do the trick. After years of being on the bad end of boneheaded Brant Brownian baseball gaffs, it's finally my turn to laugh at a complete and utter meltdown in the clutch by a team I loathe.
With the chance to make the final out and tie the series 1-1 with the Dodgers, Cardinals OF Matt Holliday tried to make some kind of weird running basket catch at his waist (I think there's a waist basket joke in there somewhere) on a line drive and, as luck would have it, the ball bounced off his belly allowing eventual tying run James Loney to reach second safely. Four batters later the Dodgers won it. (side note: I feel bad for Bob Brenly. I bet he thought he was done announcing games with inept defensive play in left field for the season). As much as I would love to, this probably isn't the time to delve into my hatred of this smug David Eckstein circle jerk of a fan base at the moment. I'll save that for another night. For now, I'm just gonna kick back and watch the replay of that error on a continuous loop listening to "Go Cubs Go" weeping softly.
More bitter MLB playoff rants to come...
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