Baseball

[JimR]

When each new season starts, I forget. I forget there will be nights like last night when formerly dependable players falter and fail. I forget my favorite team occasionally blows a game it should have won. I forget those games when inferior teams suddenly display skills I forgot they had and for a brief time cannot be stopped. I remember only the good times, come from behind triumphs, and my team’s celebrations on the field after a win. I forget the other team wants to win badly also. I go into each season wanting to win them all, and I forget there will be crushing defeats keeping me from sleep.

Despite all this inevitable gloom and doom, occasioned by nights like last night, the beauty and joy of baseball makes it all worthwhile, and I am once again reminded: there always is another game.

[doyce7]

Well said. The lows are hard in the moment but are forgotten once the first pitch of the next game is thrown. A new day, a new game, and a chance for magic to happen. What makes baseball great is that the 2013 Astros can look like the '27 Yankees for a day, sometimes that goes against you, as it did last night. The highs wouldn't be so high without the lows, lets just enjoy the ride.

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[MRaup]

Counterpoint: They're a buncha bums.

[JimR]

Counterpoint: They're a buncha bums.

You know the truth of the game. You played.

[Astros Fan in Big D]

The events in Anaheim yesterday helped me get things back in perspective.

Tomorrow's score is always 0-0.

[das]

Good take, Jim. I feel the sting of disappointment after a game like that too but, it is tempered by the fact that we are watching a good team having a good year and, regardless of that particular outcome, I was able to virtually watch the game with a bunch of friends that I have now known for 20+ years that get my passion and make the up AND downs that much more enjoyable.

[Snuffy]

The events in Anaheim yesterday helped me get things back in perspective.

Tomorrow's score is always 0-0.

That!!!

[Mr. Happy]

When each new season starts, I forget. I forget there will be nights like last night when formerly dependable players falter and fail. I forget my favorite team occasionally blows a game it should have won. I forget those games when inferior teams suddenly display skills I forgot they had and for a brief time cannot be stopped. I remember only the good times, come from behind triumphs, and my team’s celebrations on the field after a win. I forget the other team wants to win badly also. I go into each season wanting to win them all, and I forget there will be crushing defeats keeping me from sleep.

Despite all this inevitable gloom and doom, occasioned by nights like last night, the beauty and joy of baseball makes it all worthwhile, and I am once again reminded: there always is another game.

Very well written and clearly and effectively displays both your passion for and knowledge of the game. Thank you for that. As for me, I was never able to remember game details because I tried mightily and, I guess, successfully, from an early age to remind myself that the past is over and there's always another game tomorrow.

I learned that lesson as a batboy for our then AA Texas League team. I wish that I had a dollar for every game detail about some game I pitched or attended that people have told me happened that I could only vaguely recall. And I say this as a guy who recalls with vivid detail some heartbreaking losses in basketball back from high school, but just not baseball.