I am in a tough spot right now. It’s truly one of those “good” problems to have, but a quandary, nonetheless. All six or so of you that regularly read this intro-venture into the world of sports-blogging know how I feel about baseball, specifically, Major League Baseball. I love most other forms of the game; with a distinct appreciation for the Little League variety. While my positive feelings about that game grow out of the expanded strike zones and shorter games, rather than the youthful, innocent exuberance that ESPN likes to shove down our throats during their month-long love fest with the youngins.
This year I have watched more innings of televised baseball than the last five years combined. I have enjoyed “the voices of summer” on my midweek trips around the state (Hey, Bud, make MOST games Business Man Specials.) And I have surely watched more crap on the tube about the playoffs than ever before. In years past, I was the guy shouting about why there weren’t more NFL spots on Cold Pizza. Now, I am praying for another (to steal one of Hurdle’s gems) skinny little guy “who never played the game” to doubt the Pet Rocks. For some reason, most of them, just today, have given the Cubs (despite going home) less of a chance to come back in their series with Arizona than the Phillies (traveling to Denver) do. Curious. The Snakes’ reputation must be proceeding itself?
And so much was made about the ineptitude of the top of the line-up in game 1. Unfortunately for Philly fan, their big hitters came correct in game 2 (to the tune of a couple jacks, two hits a piece, and all of their RBIs) but they still got doubled-up, 10-5.
All of these points aside, I can’t totally sell out and fall head over heels in love with the Rockies. For the better part of the past two decades, I have been in love with the Broncos, Avs, and Nuggets. I have tolerated the Rockies. The switch ain’t that easy to flip.
Yes, I am bummed that today is an off-day in the series, and not another BMS. But, I am still more excited about the Charger game, as well as my first venture to the Can, to see the Avs take on one of the league’ s elite in San Jose (might be the wee one’s first hockey game.)
So with that, I feel expunged. My support is with the Rockies, full-force, but the real problem I am facing this weekend has nothing to do with whether Ubaldo can keep the Phillies’ bats quiet, but rather, can Selvyn Young be the man?