This time of year can be hard to balance. On the one hand, there is playoff baseball, and I’ve been trying to be as up on these games as possible. On the other hand, ’tis the season for lots and lots of holiday parties. The recent decline in the local weather also has me in a bit of a bind, as I’d rather be curled up on the couch watching B-grade horror or sci-fi movies rather than trying to keep my attention on 10 hours’ worth of baseball (although I would like to say for the record that I was front and center for all 10 hours of baseball yesterday). Parties have been responsible for my absence for a lot of the weekend games the past few days. Managed to catch the Phillies/Reds game on Friday at WingMasters, and while I was glad the Phillies won, they did it a little sloppily. Oh well. With sports you take what you get, right?
The Rays, of course, managed to force a game 5 against the Rangers, making me feel like I should take back all the mean things I’ve said or thought about them over the past week. The problem is that the Yankees have already swept the Twins, and will be rested up for whichever team wins this best of five. I don’t know that I am confident enough in the Rays to beat New York. I don’t know if I’m confident enough in the Rangers to beat New York. I’m just scared of everything right now. I can’t even place why I find the Yankees annoying, other than that I feel like I’m supposed to, and it gives me something to needle Craig about occasionally…I always want to use the word “fair” – it’s not “fair” that the Yankees have so much money, it’s not “fair” that they have better players than everyone else, it’s not “fair” that they have a billion World Series rings…then I realize how dumb I sound, and I lay off on that word, because really, “fair” isn’t really the issue here. I have a huge crush on any and all underdogs – that’s the way it’s always been. It’s a handicap, but it’s something I live with. Woe.
During the Braves/Giants game, I spent all 9 innings fully annoyed by the “Tomahawk Chop”. Look, I know that this has been done forever, and that I’m very late to this particular party, but I found it somewhat offensive, and I know I’m not the only one. I’m well aware that worse, far more socially harmful things have been done in baseball due to racism, but this is 2010, and I live in an area where the Native American culture is a little more integrated, and I’ve been taught to respect it – so it’s difficult for me to understand why Braves fans feel this is OK. But I digress – after I spent most of the game having to watch and listen to the aforementioned Chop and accompanying chant, I was overjoyed when the Braves players started making mistakes that cost them the game. I would like to make it clear that I feel extremely sorry for Brooks Conrad (and if you were watching you know why), but it shut the chant down, so I was pleased with the results. Game 4 of this series is on as I type this, and they’re doing it again. I should probably stop talking about this, as I’ve already sort of violated my own “no politics” rule. Oops.
The Phillies took down the Reds last night, shutting them out 2-0 with Cole Hamels on the hill. It’s not that I dislike the Reds – it’s simply that I have no feelings for them either way, while I still have attachments to the ex-Mariners on the Phillies. I do not have any affinity for Arthur Rhodes – he was in Seattle for 2008, was not a favorite, and I try not to think about him just in general.
As I’m posting these few paragraphs of Information Useful to No One (and, as I proof it, snippy as heck), it has been announced that there are some Mariners manager interviewees arriving on the scene. I’ve been trying to forgive and forget the Mariners the past few weeks, and just relax and enjoy baseball (Braves rant notwithstanding). It’s nice to watch these games and be able to cheer or criticize whomever because it’s not your team. I’ve gotten sucked into the stress of win or lose a few times, but it’s easier to remind myself that technically, I don’t really care much – though if this is how I get during playoffs with teams I don’t particularly care about, I fear what will happen when the teams ARE those I actually care about. The thought is terrifying. Welcome to the world of the sports fan, eh?