Well, my Reds are off to a surprisingly good start and exhibiting flashes of pretty good baseball. They’re in first place with a fanciful magic number to clinch the pennant somewhere in the 150 range. I probably shouldn’t get too het up. Another minor league pitcher will make his major league debut with the Reds this afternoon against Pittsburgh, one of the best teams in the game. Could be magic – could be tragic.
We’ve only lost one game, but it was a heart-breaker and quite dramatic. The Pirates hit a late-inning grand slam to win 6-5. We had ‘em and we let ‘em get away.
As disappointing as the result was however, it illustrated another of the many reasons to cherish the sport.
Roger Angell in his very satisfying collection THE SUMMER GAME, quotes Earl Weaver in his 1969 explanation of the Orioles’ unexpected loss of the World Series to the Mets;
“You can’t sit on a lead and run a few plays into the line and just kill the clock. You’ve got to throw the ball over the goddam plate and give the other man his chance. That’s why baseball is the greatest game of them all.”
No stalling. No waiting for the clock to run out.
“…give the other man his chance.”
Perhaps our elected officials should watching a bit more baseball.
(Fade to geezer grumping off to watch yet another rookie pitcher…)