OCTOBERFEST

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By West Coast Craig

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“It breaks your heart. It is designed to break your heart. The game begins in the spring, when everything else begins again, and it blossoms in the summer, filling the afternoons and evenings, and then as soon as the chill rains come, it stops and leaves you to face the fall alone. You count on it, rely on it to buffer the passage of time, to keep the memory of sunshine and high skies alive, and then just when the days are all twilight, when you need it most, it stops. … 
Of course, there are those who learn after the first few times. They grow out of sports. And there are others who were born with the wisdom to know that nothing lasts. These are the truly tough among us, the ones who can live without illusion, or without even the hope of illusion. I am not that grown-up or up-to-date. I am a simpler creature, tied to more primitive patterns and cycles. I need to think something lasts forever, and it might as well be that state of being that is a game; it might as well be that, in a green field, in the sun.”

-A. Bartlett Giamatti

Munich – My buddy John from Montana posted that quote on his Facebook page last night. Like John, Bart Giamatti was definitely a Red Sox fan…blossoming in summer and left to face the fall alone. For others among us, October is the greatest sports month going…baseball playoffs, the NFL, college football, hockey, and it’s the last month’s reprieve before the seeming eternity of the NBA season begins again. Paul Giamatti’s dad obviously didn’t pin any cycle of life metaphors on basketball, because that season lasts as long as Craig Sager’s jackets are hideous.

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It’s October, time for the chicken dance, large steins of beer, polka music, and log sawing contests…and yesterday was a huge sports day. Apart from PP, you probably didn’t stay up till two in the morning to see the Phillies outlast the Rockies last night on a snow-free field. The only series left, and it might go all five, which should be a good thing for the Dodgers. The Yankees finished a sweep of the Twinkies…not just in the series, but on the season, owning them 10-0 (though perhaps the least dominant 10-win sweep in history, seven of which were won by two runs or less, three in extra innings, including Friday’s improbable comeback). A-Rod seems to have progressed to his mean in the playoffs with a huge series…but could it be the opposing uniform? In 2004, before he ever slapped a glove, he hit a blistering .421 with a studly 1.213 OPS against the Twins, almost single handedly carrying the team through. In 2005, however, he hit a bit less stellar 2-15 with 5 Ks against…the Angels. The Red Sox’s playoff mastery over the Angels didn’t quite pan out in their series…Eric Aybar, Bobby Abreu, and Vlad Guerrero each fought off two out, two strike counts in the ninth off a particularly bug-eyed (for him, that’s saying something) Papelbon. By the way, the Angels and Yanks split their series this year.

Bostonians ought to be crying into their giant steins right about now. The Red Sox rolled over, and Tom Brady did not look like Tom Brady in the fourth quarter of that game against Denver yesterday. Maybe it was those crazy Dr. Seuss socks the Broncos were wearing. A couple of years ago, Kyle Orton wouldn’t have ever had a chance to drive his team 98 yards for the tie…but Brady was doing the chicken dance back there, overthrowing guys, rushing a throw to Welker that would’ve been a sure winning score if he didn’t hit him in the back of the leg. Of course, it may have helped that Josh McDaniels knows the Pats playbook as well as Brady does. By the way, wasn’t Bill Belichek looking around the field for Josh McDaniel’s like Jimmy Craig searching for his dad in crowd at the Lake Placid Olympic Arena. A far cry from his rather brusque brush off of Mangini a couple years ago.

There’s now a 25% chance of a Freeway Series, and nobody outside of a 100 miles of where I’m sitting is going to care. That’s getting ahead of ourselves, though, so let’s pour ourselves another Octoberfest beer and just sit back and enjoy the rest of the month. It’ll be November soon, and when “the days are all twilight,” it might as well be beer, in your man (or woman) cave, that gives you hope! Beer and donuts.

Now let’s talk some sports!

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West Coast Craig reports from Hollywood with an endearingly laid back style. A happily married father of two little boys, WCC has an avocado tree in his yard, plays the hot corner in a "Valley" hardball league and always manages to take cool sports-related mini road-trips, often with his immediate clan. He hails from Oneonta, NY but has been "So very L.A." for twenty years, so his sports teams are the Yankees AND the Dodgers, the Pittsburgh Steelers, the L.A. Lakers and the Colorado Avalanche/Quebec Nordiques. WCC loves bacon-wrapped hotdogs and can touch his heel and his ear... with his hand.

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