Friday, October 31, 2014
When I was young, the players seemed as old as my parents. That's because, for the most part, they were. I looked up to guys like Kirby Puckett and Joe Carter, burning their World Series heroics into my brain. Those memories endure much longer than most from the early 1990's. Now, twenty years removed from the canceled World Series of 1994, a new era of heroes are carrying the game and creating timeless memories of their own. This year's series will likely be known as the Madison Bumgarner series. His performances in games one and five were masterful. As he came into the game Wednesday night, the fear that San Francisco's one run lead would hold spread throughout Kauffman Stadium. As the game neared its end, one thing was clear- the greatness of Madison Bumgarner in the 2014 World Series is the kind of otherworldly dominance we don't often see in not only baseball, but any sport.
Wednesday, October 29, 2014
As the twenty-three year old Yordano Ventura took the mound for the second time in the series, he was out to prove something more than just his talent. On his cap, to the side of the interlocking 'K' and 'C,' was the following etched in three lines on the field of royal blue: R.I.P. O.T #18. A solemn tribute to his fellow countryman, Oscar Taveras, who passed away Sunday following a car accident. Ventura, a bright young star in his own right, had been at the helm for a little over five innings of Kansas City's game two victory. His performance was stellar, only giving up two runs in a game the Royals needed to win to avoid falling down 2-0 in the series. Tuesday night, his team needed a win to extend the season. With emotions surely high, Ventura stepped onto the mound, into the spotlight, and seized the opportunity to force a game seven.
Tuesday, October 28, 2014
There is a purpose to sports that stretches well beyond stats and a final score. It is a great diversion; a chance to let go the things that we experience day to day and live vicariously through the accomplishments of a favored team or player. In truth, sports run this country to a degree. So often the nation's attention is drawn to certain events in such a manner that it is nearly considered a holiday. Sports allow us to cheer and feel wide stretches of emotion all within a moment's fickle twist. On Sunday night, as the baseball world watched Madison Bumgarner's brilliant performance in the World Series, unthinkable news came down the wire. Twenty-two year old Cardinals top prospect Oscar Taveras, along with his girlfriend, had died in a car accident in the Dominican Republic. The loss of any human life is a tragedy, and in this case, the lives lost were especially tragic to the baseball community.
Monday, October 27, 2014
There was a stone cold glare in his eyes. The twenty-five year old pitcher, now a veteran to World Series pressure, showed no emotion. As was the case all night. Madison Bumgarner was an out away from a complete game shutout in the World Series. Eric Hosmer had swung hard at his first two offerings and let the next three trail outside. With a full count, Bumgarner delivered an eighty-eight miles per hour slider low and outside. This postseason has been full of surprises and upsets, but it has mostly been about the pitcher on the mound Sunday night. Bumgarner had started October with a complete dismantling of the Pirates, and aimed to finish it with the same dominance against Kansas City. Seldom is a pitcher so feared that he is given the expectation that his game is a foregone conclusion. Even more rare is the pitcher that can not only meet that level of hype, but exceed it.
Sunday, October 26, 2014
There was a moment in the bottom of the first where it looked like the Giants would scratch their way to a game four win. Then came the top of the third, when the Royals batted around, scoring four runs. The game, and the series, appeared to belong to Kansas City. By the end of the fifth, the game was tied. An inning later, the Giants had added three more. As the game entered the eighth, San Francisco had reversed their fortunes entirely, adding four more runs to make the score 11-4. The Royals would never recover. To simply leave this game as only the numbers on the scoreboard would be an injustice to the sheer absurdity of it all. In one of the weirdest World Series games I've ever witnessed, the Giants knotted the series, but that doesn't begin to tell the tale.
Saturday, October 25, 2014
As Kansas City’s third run crossed the plate, all Tim Hudson could do was watch. He had given up a run in the first, but until the sixth inning he had pitched magnificently in his World Series debut. Hudson was now in the dugout. The look on his face spoke an undeniable sense of disappointment. In his sixteen years as a Major League pitcher, the thirty-eight year old Hudson was finally in the fall classic for the first time. The game’s active wins leader sat silently, occasionally letting out a sigh as he was forced to accept his fate. He could not win this game for his team. Tim Hudson, closer to retirement than the prime of his career, had to do the hardest thing that any man with his competitive spirit could do- he had to watch and hope.
Thursday, October 23, 2014
So often in life, adversity will rear its ugly head at the earliest possible moment, hoping to derail out best of intentions. Challenge, after all, is the purest manner in which we may learn and adapt to become a better version of ourselves. After Tuesday's thrashing, the Kansas City Royals had a choice to make. Would they lay down like October darlings before, or would they answer Wednesday night with a goal to prove being in this place was no accident? Having already lost their home-field advantage, the Royals woke the morning of game two to the undeniable fact that it was a must-win. To the mound in defense of their season would be the twenty-three year old rookie fire-baller Yordano Ventura. He and his team would learn quickly that destiny is a mountain, not a foothill.
Wednesday, October 22, 2014
It was an eighty-six miles per hour slider. The bases were loaded with two outs in the home half the third inning. Eric Hosmer, who had come up with clutch hits time and time again this postseason, couldn't lay off. Perhaps that's the magic that Madison Bumgarner possesses. Moments earlier, the Royals had men on second and third with no outs following a Mike Moustakas double. Only down three runs, Kansas City looked prime to get back into the game. The crowd that had mellowed to mumbles and ground static was building back to a familiar roar. They could feel something special about to happen. As Hosmer stepped in, it was like fate was about to enter the rumbling walls of Kauffman Stadium. The at bat would last one pitch. As Bumgarner delivered, the game itself was in the balance.
Monday, October 20, 2014
Requiem for Summer: The Kansas City Royals, The San Francisco Giants and the Wild, Wildest World Series
When a pair of underdogs meet, who can be the favorite? Is it the team with the immediate postseason experience or is it the team that hasn't lost in over three weeks? The San Francisco Giants have five winning seasons in their last six, with 2013 as the only hiccup. their two World Series championships were both rather dominant performances, beating the Texas Rangers in five games back in 2010 then sweeping the Detroit Tigers two years later. The Kansas City Royals have been a doormat, but in the past two seasons, have seen a resurgence leading to this year's magical playoff run. Each team comes into the World Series as a surprise. It is the first World Series (not shortened by a strike or a war) in which neither team won ninety games. For a postseason full of close games and dramatic endings, these two have been authors of some of the best.
The Giants Win The Pennant: Fragile Beauty and the Summoning of History in the National League Championship Series
So often in life, everything can change in an instant. Baseball is no different. Around three hundred pitches are thrown every game, each one potentially a missile of abundant joy and ceaseless heartbreak. There is a fragile tether to the game. In one moment, everything can appear in your favor. The presence of a single mistake can ruin such momentum and pull you to place akin to those forsaken. One pitch. One swing. On Thursday night in San Francisco, two swings sealed the fates of the Cardinals and Giants. The former would shatter the hopes of a St. Louis rally. The latter would become a moment forever etched in San Francisco history.
Thursday, October 16, 2014
It would figure that in the game that came to clinch their trip to the World Series, the Royals scored their only runs in the first inning. Between the more-than-effective starting rotation, the nearly-unhittable bullpen and the otherworldly defense, Kansas City has utilized every run to their advantage. In eight games, they have only trailed for seven innings- four such frames alone came in the Wild Card game against Oakland. The Royals' run to the American League Pennant has been nothing short of shocking and strange, but the last year has been something worthy of Hollywood fiction.
Tuesday, October 14, 2014
When Matt Duffy slid over home plate with two outs in the ninth, the Cardinals could feel it slipping away. They had already lost game one. Heading to San Francisco carrying the threat of being swept was a very real possibility. A wild pitch had scored the pinch-runner Duffy from second base. Yadier Molina, St. Louis's hall-of-fame catcher, had left the game with an oblique injury. Trevor Rosenthal skipped a ninety-nine miles per hour fastball in front of home plate. Perhaps Molina stops it and the pitch only loads the bases. Backup catcher Tony Cruz had difficulty locating the errant pitch. By the time he was able to locate the ball, Duffy was approaching home. The game was tied. Kolten Wong was to lead off the home half of the ninth inning. To this point, Wong's short career had been defined by being picked-off at first base to end game four of last year's World Series. On Sunday night, two days removed from his twenty-fourth birthday, Wong stepped into the box and re-wrote his own story.
Saturday, October 11, 2014
Deja Vu All Over Again: The St. Louis Cardinals, The San Francisco Giants, and the Slow-Burning Will of the Old Guard
To date, the 2010's have been defined by two teams in the National League- the St. Louis Cardinals and the San Francisco Giants. Since the Giants won it all in 2010, the two teams have alternated winning the senior circuit's crown, with the Cardinals taking the odd-numbered years. For the fifth straight year, either St. Louis or San Francisco will make the World Series. In the American League, the matchup is a pair of teams stretching far beyond their expectation. Quite the contrary in the NLCS. Despite the Giants qualifying as the National League's second wild card team, and the Cardinals finishing with the worst record of the division winners, these teams are built for postseason success. There is not a soul who can say they are truly surprised by the matchup we are given, but the manner in which they got here cannot be overlooked.
Friday, October 10, 2014
Sunday night, the damn-near impossible happened. Baseball is full of altercations with fate, but long-suffering seems to be the essence of all tribulation lately. In this young century, we have been treated to a series of drought-endings and milestones that can stand up against any fifteen year period in the game's history. Half of the league's thirty teams have made the World Series. The Red Sox and White Sox ended near century-old streaks of failing to win a title. Colorado, Tampa Bay, Arizona and Florida, despite having only joined the league in the 1990's, all at least made the World Series, with the latter two winning. Pittsburgh ended a two-decade long streak without a winning season. This year, we've encountered yet another pair of surprises. The Kansas City Royals, long the punching bag of the American League Central Division, made the postseason for the first time since they won the World Series in 1985. Baltimore, the perennial odd-man-out in the American League East Division, caught fire in the right year, winning their first division championship since 1997. On Friday, October 10th, these two will begin the American League Championship Series and, at long last, find the promised land.
Thursday, October 2, 2014
It was as if they hadn't been there at all. In the top half of the fourth inning, the Pittsburgh Pirates had been soundly defeated. There would be no late-inning heroics like those delivered by Kansas City the night before. The San Francisco Giants, led by ace pitcher Madison Bumgarner came to PNC Park as the lowest ranked team left in the National League. By the time the 27th out was recorded, they looked ready, willing, and more than able to make their biannual deep playoff run.
Wednesday, October 1, 2014
As the ball escaped the outstretched glove of a diving Josh Donaldson, it was over. Salvador Perez had sent Kansas City to the Division Series. The Royals had vanquished the mighty Athletics and won their first postseason game in nearly thirty years. But to merely summarize a game on its final play would be like explaining a film with its climax. The 2014 American League Wild Card game will surely be considered one of the wildest games in postseason history, silencing the critics of the one-game playoff and setting a precedent for drama that will be very difficult to match.
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