Re: what a difference a year or two makes
posted at 9/12/2013 1:24 PM EDT
I don't know about the rest of you, and how can I ?
Here is where my life as a baseball fan begins: 1967, Carl Yastrzemski , Jim Lonborg, Rico Petrocelli and the so- called "Cardiac Kids." ( because we always have nicknames for our winning teams, right?...Don Cherry's Bruins- "Lunchpail Gang...2004 Red Sox -"Idiots"). But along comes Bob Gibson ( probably the best pitcher on earth ) and the Dream is incomplete.....high hopes for 1968, and the Tigers have this guy named McClain who wins 30 games....we don't really get another sniff until 1975 ( we actually have some pitching!!!Tiant, Lee,Wise and Reggie Cleveland) but it's not quite enough to derail the Big Red Machine ( maybe the best team ever) . THE BIGGEST DISAPPOINTMENT EVER FOLLOWS IN 1978....NO DETAILS NEEDED. Another shot in 1986 goes south, because , again, uo against a behemoth and unstoppable force , Gary Carter and the NY Mets....forget Bill Buckner, leave the poor guy alone, for cryin' out loud!!!, if ever there was a team of destiny it was the Mets of '86....Dwight Gooden was not good, but Ron Darling was the new Bob Gibson. Then we go into what I like to refer to as the "dark ages" , the 90's...except for Mo Vaughn, nothing too much to be excited about, but quietly before the decade is over , we get this pitcher named Pedro and this SS named nomar, this GM named Duquette pulls highway robbery with Seattle and we get something lost since Fisk went away, an All Star calibre catcher and possibly one of the best sinkerball pitchers ever ( ideal for Fenway). 2004 , THE WAIT IS OVER. But, what happens, soon the negativity creeps back, Damon goes to the YANKEES, Manny becomes media target #1 and we get everyone hating the hand that fed us. Pedro is through...back to square one, almost. We still have Ortiz, Schilillng,Manny and there's this little guy named Pedroia. We get this super pitcher named Beckett , who is Bob Gibson in 2007. But then the negativity begins again....this dynasty that was, isn't...we were tricked into believing this was the beginning of an era, when it was the beginning of the end. The team in 2013 has so many band-aids on it it looks like a kid that fell off his bike too many times....but we want to be positive, because they play like the Big Red Machine. Clay Buchholz is Bob Gibson, but he got hurt....now he's okay ( the drama goes on day to day with ups and downs ...but thankfully no chicken and beer stories!)...this guy Lackey that we were taught to hate ( by the media) is now a hero.
What are we supposed to do ?...love 'em or hate 'em....one day the media is touting them as the best team ever, lose 3 in row and they stink, Cherrington is a flop and we damn better get some pitching!!!
My head spins with all the twist and turns, Shakespeare would love this team....hey maybe that's our new nickname..."The Taming Of The Crew."
I'm going to be positive for a change ( although it's against everything I believe in), because I do like this team, however the memories of 1968, 1978, 1986, the early 90's, 2005, 2006, 2008, 2011 and 2012 are big clouds on th horizon...do I dare to dream?....hath this baseball fan a chance, to dream perchance to celebrate, Hark I hear the sound of negativity in yonder room....
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