Tag: World Series

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  This year’s World Series features two franchises who have been relatively unsuccessful until recently. The Houston Astros are making their second World Series appearance in the last three seasons, and their third overall World Series and are seeking their second World Championship (having won the 2017 affair), while their opponent will be the Washington […]

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  Four teams had to play a 163rd game to decide the playoff configuration, but the playoffs are now set and everyone’s ready to go. I thought I’d briefly preview the playoffs and ask the crowd here at Ricochet who they want to win and who they think will win. Preview Open

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Darvish’s Excellent Response to Racism

 

America has become an outrage machine. Tolerance is in the past. The media has become an unending tantrum of “social justice.” Professional sports is the most prominent stage of late to become mired in this junk. Thankfully a foreign baseball player, Yu Darvish, was able to stand above Yuli Gurriel’s offensive gesture and teach us all how to respond to insensitivity. Here are three things we can learn from his example after Game Three of the World Series.

1. We are all human

This includes racists. Gurriel is probably no more racist than Brian Gumble. But let’s say his unfortunate gesture is evidence that he’s secretly a member of the Cuban chapter of the KKK (they’ve been excommunicated by the Bama Chapter … for, ya know, being Cuban and Communist). I know this is hard to believe for some people but membership in the KKK does not get you excluded from membership in the club of humanity. The bar for membership in that club is really low. It starts with conception and there really isn’t anything you can do to get kicked out.

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  One of the most successful franchises of all time will face one of the least successful franchises in this year’s World Series. The Los Angeles Dodgers will make their 19th appearance in the World Series in search of their 7th World Championship while their opponent will be the Houston Astros, a franchise without a […]

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Congratulations to my Chicago Cubs on their exciting clinching victory last night in Game 7 of the World Series. Cubs fans have been waiting a long, long, long time for this. I also want to commend the Cleveland Indians on their great season, they are a young and scrappy and talented team that will be […]

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The World Series is tied 1-1. Indians and Cubs fans have been treated to 2 pitching gems: one by Indians ace Cory Kluber and one by the Cubs reigning Cy Young award winner Jake Arrieta. I’m an Indians fan so I wasn’t happy with the outcome of the game last night but losses happen. What […]

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Being a Cleveland sports fan is normally a recipe for the acquiring of intestinal fortitude through acute suffering. Well, the Indians have just clinched the American League Championship. They are going to the World Series for the first time since 1997. The last time they won the whole shebang was 1948. What impresses me about this particular […]

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Behind the Mask of the Laughing Buddha

 

Cool_buddhaI have no talent. Neither do you. No one does. Or at least so few of us as makes no difference. Down in the scorched dust of a Dominican sandlot somewhere someone does. Some farm boy somewhere, some Greek god of hayseeds, he does. But those aren’t mortal men. Those bastard sons of Zeus were born to greatness. We, the vast and faceless throngs, meek and ordinary, whose mothers lacked the good fortune to lie with gods or the foresight to dip us like Achilles in the River Styx, were at best born to watch.

The difference between we, the cursed, and they, the blessed, is not that the immortals dared to dream and we did not. Life just isn’t that fair. We all dreamt together, but cruel fate dictated that for we, the humble, there would come a day on which the dream would die, on which we would discover an awful truth about ourselves that we would have to learn to live with, a stain that we would carry with us throughout what remained of our now emptier lives. For some, the day comes mercifully early; for others, it comes late and hard. But however it comes, whenever it comes, it comes. No mere man escapes that day. No man escapes the day it finally dawns on him after years of passionate self-deception that he truly, truly, deep down, at the very core of his being, at the fundament of his essential self … just sucks out loud at baseball.

The reaper came for my baseball career when I was 14. At 11, I was an all-star. There is a trophy in a box somewhere in the attic of the house where I grew up that establishes beyond all doubt that I was great once. Oh, yes, my friends; I was great once. Your faithful correspondent was a mighty slugger, a hitter of prodigious home runs. Those were days of wine, women, and song. Of course, I was 11: my parents wouldn’t let me have the wine and I wasn’t all that interested in the women yet. But, damn it all, if those weren’t days of song.