Jim Joyce is the best umpire in the league and for this to happen is both strange and wonderful all at the same time. Joyce was wrong on his call, but that is the nature of baseball... umpires will make mistakes, so will players and if you play this game enough, you tend to realize it could and will happen. It's the jackasses in the game that really irk me more, not the Joyce's of the baseball world. Last night, I was proud of my oldest son who happened to walk by when I was watching the last out *NOT* be called correctly. I screamed "OH MY GOD! NO!!! JIM!!!". He looked at me and all his life my oldest has had absolutely no interest in the game. But he's been around me long enough to pick up just about everything about it. My son said almost immediately "I feel bad for the umpire, I'm sure he's going to regret it later. I mean, this is historic and he is going to go down as the man who blew the call. That's all he'll be known for." Wow, I stopped to think about what my son just said and thanked him for his perspective.
I felt bad for Joyce as he took in all the abuse after the game and then later apologized to Gallaraga and the whole MLB world. I also loved the class exhibited by Gallaraga, that was all amazing to watch. I invited my son to sit and watch the whole thing work out because I wanted him to see how class looks like in this world. Mistakes happen, but what you can control is your reaction and attitude. This was a great lesson for many and hopefully Joyce can move on and realize that while it may sting for a while, if he keeps up the class he's exhibited, some of the best of the game's life lesson can overtake everyone and make us all proud of the sport.