To say I'm too close to the subject to be objective is like saying whole raw artichokes make lousy baby food, but this World Series deal they got going on right now is oh so perfect in oh so many ways. Of course I'm sure I'd feel the same way if the San Francisco Giants were facing the Toledo Mud Hens or even the West Chico Women's Slo-Pitch Seniors League Champs. More impeccable match ups. October baseball is the best baseball.
Nirvana, when the Giants are involved. And yeah, yeah, yeah, I know. An all California series has the rest of the country so excited, small marsupials have taken early to hibernation in an effort to avoid the creepy echoing yawns rattling from the Atlantic all the way across to the Rockies. Tough.
Poor Fox Television. I feel so bad the damn Yankees aren't in it again. Hey Steinbrenner, how much did you spend for Giambi? Heh heh heh.
I'm sure you scoff at my perfect matchup theory. Well, then, just look at the makeup of these two ultimate survivors in the baseball wars of 2002. Both of them, the wildest of wild cards, but only one destined to go home carrying the whole cheese chalupa with roasted garlic salsa. The last time the Angels won the whole thing was never. Let me repeat that: never.
In their 40 year existence, they've sucked on the same sour grapes of futility the Giants have since 1954. Which is 46 years more recent than when the Cubs last won. But we won't go there. Hey, Cub fans, six more years, and we're talking an entire century. Of course, the White Sox won it all in 1919. Back when they were known as the Black Sox. Hey, Chicago, wait till next year! Sorry. Terribly terribly terribly sorry.
This year's prospective Cinderellas come cut from cloth so different, one might suspect alternate planets. You got your pesky relentless hungry pre pubescent white hulks from Southern California taking on the jaded laid back multi-cultural crafty veterans of Northern California. The only infield fly in the ointment has been the name change of the Anaheim Angels, formerly known as the California Angels. Now wouldn't that have been perfect exponential factor five pitting San Francisco versus California. Which is not a World Series but more of a way of life. Which is baseball. A way of life. And may the better team win.
Which would mean the Giants will be the World Series Winner. I can live with that.
Will Durst just hopes the shirtless father and son team from Chicago get to throw out one of the first pitches.