1,000 Words: The father

Here’s your daily dose of sweetness.

It was all party last night for Clayton Kershaw of the Los Angeles Dodgers, who beat the Chicago Cubs for the National League pennant and a trip to the World Series sponsored by Who Really Cares Anyway? [tm]

All party:

  • Jeff

    sponsored by Who Really Cares Anyway? [tm]

    I detect some bitterness there.

    • I hate the refusal of broadcasters and writers to push back against being forced to refer to it as “The ALDS brought to you by Camping World.”

      • Gary F

        Yankees lost, Yankees lost, Yankees laahhssst.

  • Jack Ungerleider

    Kershaw seem like a really nice guy. I’m happy for him.

    On a slightly different topic (writing this Saturday afternoon), Friday’s ALCS game scared me even before it started. The last time the Houston Astros played a team from New York in a league Championship series was 1986 when the Mets and Astros clashed. Game 6 of that series was “one for the ages”. Houston was trying to keep their chances alive, down 3-2 in series. In the era when where the games were played was dictated by the calendar and not the teams records, the 96 win Astros were hosting the 108 win Mets in games 6 & 7. It was played like a do-or-die game by both teams. If the Mets win the series is over. If the Astros win, the Mets have to face the one pitcher they could not beat in 1986, Mike Scott. The result:
    4 hours and 42 minutes, 16 innings, Mets win 7-6 with 3 runs in the top of the 16 not matched by 2 runs in the bottom of the 16th by Houston. For a while there it looked like it might happen again.
    https://www.baseball-reference.com/boxes/HOU/HOU198610150.shtml