Tomorrow night is the World Series I’ve waited my entire life for.
No, I don’t get to go. My wife nixed the trip. But nothing can take away from the fact the Dodgers made it. They have a chance to finish this thing off with four wins and become the greatest team I’ve seen in my lifetime. A chance to deliver on the prophecy I saw coming on that June 8th day when I was in Los Angeles. That’s why it’s special to me.
This is probably about as attached emotionally as I’ve gotten to any team over the years; save the 2012 Reds. And it’s a match-up of two stud teams. This is the first time since 1970 that two 100-win teams square off in a World Series for all the marbles.
This is also so damn good for the sport I love the most. These teams boast tremendous star power. You’ve got the aces Kershaw and Verlander. Then you have the supporting cast members in each rotation, the bullpen studs. Then the true star-power position players like Corey Seager (he’s playing), Carlos Correa, Jose Altuve, Cody Bellinger, Yasiel Puig, George Springer; I mean my God. This is going to be unbelievable baseball and drama between two teams that I don’t remember squaring off in a series any time in the recent past.
I don’t know how to predict this series and don’t want to jinx the Dodgers; but I’ve felt this season all along that it was their title to lose. When the postseason began, I had the Dodgers over the Astros in six games. I’m going to stick with that prediction.
The Astros are definitely the last bad guy at the end of the last level in this video game; and they’ll hold their place in history as one of the best ever to not win it all. The Dodgers are on the cusp of fulfilling a destiny and going down as one of the greatest teams of all-time. I cannot wait for Tuesday night, even though I’m not going to be in the stands.