that surreal time when Bruce Bochy refers to Barry Zito as a "lucky charm"
"Every day is a new opportunity. You can build on yesterday's success or put its failures behind and start over again. That's the way life is, with a new game every day, and that's the way baseball is.” - Bob Feller (pitcher).
It's nights like last night, which go completely different from how most anyone expects, that make the postseason so much damn fun sometimes.
Jeff Passan's was the second write-up on the game that I read, and I'm thinking I don't need to read anymore.
Failure brought them here together, to this place of serendipitous success. Baseball offers few in-betweens. Win or lose. Hit or miss. Ball or strike. Failure and success are the sport's dichotomy, partners on a continuum of two, the yin and yang that Barry Zito and Tim Lincecum know as well as anybody.
They sat together Wednesday night and talked. Not about the failures, because those are implicit. More about this moment, this scene, this first game of the World Series that Zito started and Lincecum locked down Wednesday night, and the way this game takes convention and doses it with LSD. Baseball stole from Zito and Lincecum their professional dignity, their perception of success and, at times, their sanity. For to have a gift and then lose it plays nasty sorts of tricks on the mind.
Just as quickly, Game 1 reminded them, baseball can return each of those things, maybe in heavier doses than before. - Bonded by failure, Barry Zito, Tim Lincecum give Giants right stuff in Game 1
All that being said, now that Z delivered and had his moment (hat tip and all!), I have to say, I'm rooting for the Tigers. The Giants have won too recently, with several of the same guys. So, get it together, Detroit and split this thing tonight!
It's nights like last night, which go completely different from how most anyone expects, that make the postseason so much damn fun sometimes.
Jeff Passan's was the second write-up on the game that I read, and I'm thinking I don't need to read anymore.
Failure brought them here together, to this place of serendipitous success. Baseball offers few in-betweens. Win or lose. Hit or miss. Ball or strike. Failure and success are the sport's dichotomy, partners on a continuum of two, the yin and yang that Barry Zito and Tim Lincecum know as well as anybody.
They sat together Wednesday night and talked. Not about the failures, because those are implicit. More about this moment, this scene, this first game of the World Series that Zito started and Lincecum locked down Wednesday night, and the way this game takes convention and doses it with LSD. Baseball stole from Zito and Lincecum their professional dignity, their perception of success and, at times, their sanity. For to have a gift and then lose it plays nasty sorts of tricks on the mind.
Just as quickly, Game 1 reminded them, baseball can return each of those things, maybe in heavier doses than before. - Bonded by failure, Barry Zito, Tim Lincecum give Giants right stuff in Game 1
All that being said, now that Z delivered and had his moment (hat tip and all!), I have to say, I'm rooting for the Tigers. The Giants have won too recently, with several of the same guys. So, get it together, Detroit and split this thing tonight!