At last I can exhale and begin to enjoy the 2011 baseball season now that the corporate automaton known as the Yankees have been eliminated by the Detriot Tigers. That’s twice in five years that the smug, arrogant Yankee fans have looked past the Tigers towards the ALCS, and each time, much to their chagrin, their clean-cut, star-laden team has come up short.
How did the Yankees lose that game? They had men on base in every inning except the first and the ninth, yet they could only score two runs. Playoff A-Rod is an out waiting to happen. I wonder if the Yankees are beginning to regret the contract that they gave him. Who am I kdding — they could sign Pujois, Lincecum, and Cliff Lee next week and not blink.
Here is the opening of longtime New York sports radio host, Chris Russo’s show the morning after the Yankees were eliminated. It’s worth a listen.
But enough about the Yankees. Let’s talk Brewers baseball. There were two classic game fives on Friday night, but few games will match the intensity and drama of the Brewers deciding game versus the surprising and resilient Arizona Diamondbacks.
This is why we watch baseball: Not to see high-wattage super-teams composed of mercenary, colorless players, but to see the unbridled elation from teams such as Milwaukee. (or Arizona, had they advanced)
Elation may have been an understatement. I have never seen a team go so wild over a divisional series win before. Granted Milwaukee won it with a walkoff hit in the bottom of the 10th, coming on the heels of Arizona failing to score a go-ahead run after they had loaded the bases loaded in the top of the ninth. Still — the way they were carrying on you would have thought they had won the World Series.
The sideline reporter tried to interview Prince Fielder, but the big guy would have none of it. He grunted a few syllables before saying he had to go. After a couple of comments from Ryan Braun, the hero of the hour, Nyger Morgan, popped his head into the frame and the reporter, quick as a cat whirled around and shouted, “Nyger, a few words please!” Morgan had turned to the crowd and was shouting something at them. All of a sudden you see this hand with a television mic extend towards Morgan and then you hear, “FUCK YEAH! FUCK YEAH!”
You know it’s been a couple of good days in the Keitho household when you get a Yankee elimination followed by unscripted F bombs on TV.
Finally the reporter corals Morgan for an interview and he’s still looking around at the crowd and hugging various players, and finally he turns to her and says, “I got nothing for you,” and leaves for the clubhouse.
What the?! The Brewers are the anti-corporation, dissing the media. I love it!
The next thing TBS showed was the clubhouse and I had never seen so much champagne flowing and such carrying on. I counted eight bottles, and believe me, they were flowing.
Psst…Brewers…you haven’t won anything yet.
Ah, who am I kidding, I can’t stay mad at them. I’ll be rooting for them to advance to the World Series, if no other reason than to see how much more amped up their celebrations can get. Pass the cheese!