Monday, October 31, 2011
I'm over it...sort of
2011 World Series Game 6.
I'll never forget it. 1 strike away from being champions. Twice.
When the Rangers didn't win Game 6, I had little hope for Game 7. It just seemed like the Cardinals were destined to win.
The Rangers gave me a glimmer of hope when they scored 2 runs in the top of the 1st inning in Game 7. It was all downhill from that point.
Throughout most of Game 7 I sat dejectedly in my recliner. I didn't yell. I didn't throw things. (I did both of those things during Game 6). As soon as the last out was made, I turned the TV off. I just couldn't watch another celebration at the Rangers' expense.
I sulked most of the morning on Saturday. My son's last baseball game of the fall season was Saturday afternoon and watching those boys play and have a good time made me remember that baseball is supposed to be fun. Winning is great (and I still want a World Series title), but the experience is what it's really all about. In all honesty, I get more joy watching my son make a good play than I do seeing the Rangers win. I guess it's all about your perspective.
I'm still a litte sad they lost, but they got there two years in a row. Two years of World Series baseball that involved the Rangers. That is still incredible to me.
I don't know what 2012 will hold for the team and I'm sure there will be a number of roster changes going forward, but I still like their chances. We'll just have to wait and see.
Now if I can just talk my wife into a road trip to Surprise, Arizona in the Spring.
By the way, stay tuned for a special Halloween contest later today.