Do you remember what a week ago was?
No, it wasn’t your birthday, and thus deserving of an ice-cream cake. It wasn’t the anniversary of the Spaghetti House Siege. (Well, it actually was, but that is completely beside the point.)
September 28, 2011 it was proclaimed the, “Greatest. Night. Of. Baseball. Ever.” by radio and television personality Jim Rome, and then Forbes Magazine wagered this article’s title, “Best Night of Baseball Ever: You Can Bet on It”.
It was not that. And a whole week later we could care less who made it into the postseason. All that matters now is who is going to take the last bathe of bubbly.
The night was extremely special to baseball fans, or disappointing to others, and it was sure entertaining. But the word historic is not a proper adjective.
The Red Sox went 7-20 in the month of September to lose a large lead in the AL Wild Card. The team they lost to in game #162, the Baltimore Orioles went 7-20 in July.
Then the Rays came back from 7 runs down to beat New York and put them in the playoffs. Tampa Bay came back from 8 runs down in a game in 2009. (Excluding the NL here.)
Nothing-extraordinary there.
A dismal Wednesday was highlighted by a dramatic comeback, both in the standings and on Tropicana Field. It took 162 games to define the 8 team, two-league playoff. In the matter of 3 hours we were a witness to captivation baseball and fates that were written in front of our eyes. The night was fun, it was exciting, but IT. WAS. NOT the best night OF. ALL. TIME.
[Don’t baseball players live for October too?]
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