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THE REALISTIC GIANTS FAN: So Close, but No Cigar Yet.

Just One More Win


It's easy to think this thing is over. In fact the percentages are so far in the Giants favor it does feel nearly forgone. Between the few teams that have come back from a 3-1 deficit, mixed with the fact that the last 2 games are at home make the outcome we all want very possible, but, baseball is a funny, funny game. It can surprise you like no other sport. The Giants are not the World Champions yet. They have another game to win. All year I have made prediction after prediction, but right now the superstitious fan in me has taken over. I do not want to admit that they are the probable winners. I have been a Giants fan my whole life and have thusly been burned in some of the most excruciating ways in the history of baseball. This, of course, includes an historic meltdown in a World Series that looked all but won.

This fanbase needs this. I am getting a little tired of the Catch being played over and over since it represents our last World Series title. I love the catch and I am extremely proud that my organization is Mays' eternal home. I just need some new highlights. I love everything Giants. I feel as if the New York days are just as much a part of my pride. I don't care that Bobby Thomson's homerun was as a New York Giant. Its just the same to me as if he had San Francisco across his road jersey. I feel very proud that they were home at the Polo Grounds so that when he hit that extraordinary walkoff homer it said Giants across his chest. The Giants. The New York/San Francisco Giants. Our boys, our team, our history.

I feel pride every time the Russ Hodges call is played. The sheer excitement in his voice is something I could totally understand. I know how I would have felt if I was at the game. The Giants were down 4-1. No hope of winning. Then a 3 run homerun on a 0-1 count sent the Giants to the World Series. I would have lost my mind...and from what I can tell Russ Hodges lost his.

These things are all fine and dandy, but they are in black and white. Obviously from a long time ago. They are from days my father doesn't even remember. In fact most that would have now left us. It's time for some new memories.

That's not to say that we don't have some great memories ourselves. Will Clark's single up the middle off of Mitch Williams, whom, if you watch his analysis, still apparently holds a grudge. We have the Brian Johnson homerun to beat the Dodgers. The J.T. Snow homerun to tie the second game of the 2000 NLDS, the great run in 2002 that included some monster shots by Bonds and a homerun by Benito Santiago in the NLCS that remains my favorite call Duane Kuiper has ever made. All these memories, unfortunately, have one thing in common. They were joyous roadside attractions on the highway to disappointment. This year could be the one that helps you only remember the good parts of those runs, because we will have the one thing that erases bad memories, a World Series trophy.

We would be the team of the year. The team that comes to town to play the other team and gets referred to as "the defending world champions". A flag risen to the top of the pole as a beacon to the Dodger fans who hang onto 1988 since it is more recent than 1954. When was the last time you won one? Well, my blue friends, we are very close to having as recent a title as you can possibly get. If we do get it. I feel like I need to include that little caveat. The chance for disappointment is still there. I gotta tell you, though, I don't see it happening. It just feels like the year. Of course it was gonna happen from the nameless, offensively deficient rag tag bunch that comprises our roster. Of course it was going to come the same year as people thinking they knew so much and that the GM should be fired mid-season as if his track record had taught us nothing. The manager, whom everyone is now referring to as a genius, had people calling for his head more than the Queen of Hearts called for Alice's. Of course that is how the story would unfold.

The fact that people would now be telling us that our '02 championship was tainted also makes it sweeter. In fact it would be a little poetic justice if Bonds, with all his arrogance and personal achievement -not mention bad choices- would be denied the one thing he really wanted. A ring. I am getting ahead of myself. There is still work to be done and a game to be won. Just 1 in the next 3, that is all we ask. Please, please, please.

This is all just rambling from a man who can't keep his thoughts straight. A man who sat here having no idea what he was going to write about, simply because he can't collect his feelings into a tidy nicely written article. That is completely okay with me. The whole year I have tried to be accurate, level headed and most importantly, realistic. At this time I am incapable of such a task. I am a normal fan, wanting the same thing you all do. The sense of pride in knowing that for one summer, while you were alive and able to recall, that nobody and no team was better than yours. To have tangible proof that your organization is one worth rooting and crying for. That you aren't a fan of the "San Francisco Midgets", laughed at by Yankee fans who take these things for granted. That in that one glorious year the stars aligned.

As much as I would love to hear our crowd lose their minds, I just want them to take care of business tonight. The suspense is killing me and I just want this to all be over. I want it to be tangible and true, not just hoped for and probable. I want my suffering to be ended once and for all. I want my love and tears and serious stomach pains to be completely justified. To feel like I earned this, not on the playing field, obviously, but by sticking this out like I have. For not being fair weathered and losing interest when they aren't winning. For watching Game 157 in a year where they have already lost 90. For wearing Giants gear year round. For not letting my parents leave in the 8th inning of a blowout in the freezing 'Stick. For never losing sight of the fact that true fans stick things out and never turn away, even in the face of excruciating mental anguish. This could be the thing that makes us forget about overpaying for contracts, or anything else that draws calls on the Sports Leader. To just absolutely bask in the joy that only one thing can bring.

Just one more win. Just one more win. Please, for the love of all that is holy, just one more win.

(feel free to comment or email me directly at realisticgiantsfan@yahoo.com. I will be back the day after the World Series ends for some final thoughts on the season...then we'll heat up the stove.)

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