We won again. These up-down, up-down outings are starting to make me queasy. Don’t get me wrong–I am deliriously happy about the win.
I won’t complain about the torture, or the runs Madison Bumgarner gave up, or talk about the fact that Sergio Romo got the strike out, gave up a single and then got the double play ball to end the inning and the game in the tenth.
I can’t really. I didn’t see the game. But I read about it. I missed free baseball. You all know how much I love free baseball. I know this much: the final score was:
Giants 9, Padres 6
I had family dinner Saturday night. Family dinner is when a few of us gather at my cousin’s house to spend the evening with my uncle–my father’s younger brother. He’s 86 years old and he runs circles around most of us. He’s the best part of what my dad left behind and I’ll be honest with you–if it meant missing the Giants in Game 7 of the World Series to spend time with him, I’d do it in a heartbeat. I’m going to spend as much time with him and the rest of my family as I can, while I can.
We discussed spending time with parents, and since I’ve lost both of mine, I always tell people “you’ll never regret time spent with your parents.” I’m going to change my advice to “you’ll never regret time spent with loved ones.” They’re all we’ve got in this crazy, discombobulated world.
So am I sorry I missed a Giants win in extra innings? You bet. More than you know. Would I do it again to spend time with those I love, respect and admire the most? All day every day. Just try to stop me.
Sunday’s game starts at 1:40 with Ty Blach–our very talented rookie–on the mound for the Giants. Nothing I like better than rookie luck in September. Go get ’em Ty! You can watch the game on CSN-BA or listen on KKSF or KNBR 680.
Scoreboard watching today proved to be another mezza-mezza day. The Dodgers won–by a country mile–and since we did too, their magic number is now 1. The Cardinals clobbered the Cubs and the Mets lost to the Phils. So we are tied with the Mets for the Wild Card spots and the Cards are a half game behind us. It can still happen! It’s baseball–anything can happen…you know that.
Spend time with your loved ones. Take them out to the ballgame.
Don’t Stop Believing. I know I won’t.
24 September 2016