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April 14, 2004 by ahshroff
Originally compiled 3.31.04 AL EAST New York Boston Toronto Baltimore Tampa Bay AL CENTRAL Cleveland Chicago Minnesota Kansas City Detroit AL WEST Oakland Anaheim Seattle Texas Wild Card: Boston NL EAST Florida Philadelphia New York Atlanta Montreal NL CENTRAL Houston Chicago St. Louis Pittsburgh Cincinatti Milwaukee NL WEST San Francisco Los Angeles San Diego Arizona Colorado Wild Card: Chicago AL Divisional PLAYOFFS: New York 3 Cleve...
April 11, 2004 by ahshroff
Steroids. It's a scarlet letter that bears permanence to a far greater degree than the 1919 Black Sox scandal. The Black Sox threw the World Series, thus challenging the integriity of the game. But what happened next became part of the game's legend. Babe Ruth rose from the shadows and slugged baseball from its abyss, while fueling a decade - the Roaring 20's - where baseball etched itself as America's pastime. But what heroes can rise from this steroids scandal? No umbrella can shade any sl...
April 10, 2004 by ahshroff
There's a certain magic to Opening Day. It's the eternal spring of hope and on that day more than ever hope springs eternal. There's a mystery in what lies beyond. A drama that can build or dwindle as April moves toward May, and June, and beyond the summer. But on that day - we each hold hope of a better future. It's a new beginning, and regardless of what transpires in the next few months, there's something child-like in our Opening Day optimism. We believe again. We're willing to suspend re...
April 10, 2004 by ahshroff
Eight years under the New York sun. We thought he'd burn by now. But instead he didn't just glow, he was absolutely radiant. They dubbed him clueless Joe when he first arrived. And the label fit. In some ways he was born with the losing hand. The house always had 21, and he always busted. He never played in a World Series as a player nor took a ballclub to one as a manger. Then he came to New York, where great expectations are the only expectations. And fault us for our naivety, but we didn't...
April 10, 2004 by ahshroff
.46 seconds. If you're a true baseball fan that's what you live for. The .46 seconds. In a game where timing is everything - this is it's lowest common denominator. 0.46 seconds - it might not seem like much, but oh how it grips us. 0.46 seconds separates Anxiety and Agony, Hope and Heartbreak, Elation and Enervation. When the timer started, Dodger fans still had hope. Less than a half second later - Bobby Thomson was on his way to immortality. .46 seconds. At the release point, Mariano River...
April 10, 2004 by ahshroff
This is me raving, ranting, or just waxing poetic - a daily sports commentary of sorts - call it a pre-cursor for things to come. I dream big.