Tuesday, April 03, 2007

You Can't Handle the Truth

If you know me even a little, you know I don't really care about sports. Any sport. But on rare occasion, I have been known to go out to a baseball game. And tonight, I had the opportunity to go a Rockies game and sit in a suite.

The Rockies did what they could not on opening day, and defeated the Arizona Diamondbacks, 4-3 in the 11th inning. And it was generally a good time. But the real fun came in the last 3 minutes that decided the game. Having gone into extra innings tied at 2 (which triggered a mass exodus of fans), Arizona scored once in the top of the 11th (triggering another mass exodus). But the Rockies took it back when Arizona right-fielder Eric Byrnes bungled a catch that allowed the tying run -- when there were two outs against the Rockies.

Someone in our suite remarked that Byrnes would be getting towel-snapped in the locker room for sure. (And he knew it, too, the way he was walking off the field.) But leave it to my friend "Paladon" to take it one notch farther (or maybe five). He said somebody would be breaking out the soap and a sock.

When I pointed out it's only baseball, not prison, he suggested that somebody should be ordering the "Code Red."

2 comments:

GiromiDe said...

Now, see, a game like that is fun if a tad draining. The really bad games, regardless of who won, are the ones where the hitters are in complete control, stretching some of the regulation innings to 30 minutes apiece.

Though some games like the one you attended can be decided in the final minutes, it's not the same feeling as any given game in (professional) basketball, a sport referred to by cynics as "not worth watching until the final 30 seconds." I don't know why that is. Perhaps it's the methodical nature of baseball -- how it escapes the shackles of the game clock or present itself as pure cause-and-effect.

Sangediver said...

W00T, the Rockies have a .500 average! This will be the highest all year!