I’m in the middle of my 20s. Gray hair is coming in here and there. It’s all because of postseason baseball. I have mounds of fingernails under the couch. My heart has more scars than the number of stars in the sky. And damn, do I miss it. I miss Texas Rangers postseason baseball.
Chances are you don’t feel like this. Because this is a Houston football site, you are probably also a Houston Astros fan. And I just want to say enjoy it. Have fun. Loving a great baseball team is such a rare thing to experience, and seeing them play great baseball this team of year is so beautiful.
Two of the best seasons of my life came during Rangers’ postseason runs. The first was in 2010. I would listen to Empire State of Mind because of Elvis Andrus on the way to class, on the way home from class, and at home in my screen enclosed patio apartment. I rocked it and felt so alive seeing this team beat New York. I love that awful Kid Rock “Born Free” song and Cliff Lee; I always will. It of course ended in a World Series loss to the San Francisco Giants. After Game Five, I threw my Rangers’ Jack-O-Lantern off my third story patio, narrowly missing a car, went for a walk at the hospital across the street with an underaged vodka drink, which I threw after completion, only to hear it bounce across the parking lot, mocking me just like Angel Pagan and Matt Cain did.
The next year I was somewhere in the stars a million miles away, way up there in the clouds, and I don’t even want to get into it. It didn’t happen. I just loved the weather, Adrian Beltre hitting three solo home runs in a 3-2 Game Five win against the Rays, Nelson Cruz’s no out, walk-off grand slam against the Tigers. That Horrible Crowes album. Being in love. Game Two of the Fall Classic.
I think I’ll die before the Rangers ever win a championship. It doesn’t upset me, though. I’m just happy to have had those two years when I had joy. Regardless of what happens with your baseball team, just enjoy it. It’s a lot of fun. Please blast this every day for me during the ALCS.
What about you? What do you have going on, even if it has nothing to do with the Texans? It’s Saturday and the floor is yours. Just remember that the standard commenting rules apply.