By Jonathan
Lowe
Tuesday, October 7th, 2003
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The baseball season is a marathon. A long, drawn-out struggle to get to the
162-game finish-line. This sort of tortoise-type pace can drive even the
sanest of sports fan batty (all puns intended). When comparing to the other
major pro sports, seasons are 10K sprints compared to America's Pastime.
But the Grand Old Game does a 180 when playing the postseason. Call it a
sense of destiny. Maybe the fact that money makes the David vs. Goliath analogy
exist more frequently here. Perhaps the quick-paced intensity is payback
for months of living in an unenthusiastic matrix. Whatever the reason, the
MLB playoffs give baseball a leg-up on most of its other pro brethren.
The best thing about the postseason going on right now is the continuous
feel. The series themselves are short and sweet, thanks to home games being
played on back-to-back days. In all, the division series will take less than
a week to play.
There's certainly a different level of physicality when comparing the sports,
but games on consecutive days isn't only reserved for baseball. Remember
when the Minnesota Wild played two nights in a row twice during the Stanley
Cup playoffs? Ahh, the classic memories from ... April and May.
With the limited spacing of days, the drama only builds for the man that
controls the game's flow. Other than the quarterback, no one on-field position
has more authority over an outcome than a pitcher. Like goaltending in hockey,
pitching usually carries teams to the World Series. Just look at the Braves
and Red Sox, whose spectacular offenses have been basically shut down by
opposing staffs.
The intensity of continuous play also flows over to the mistakes made on
the diamond. The Yankees' misplays Tuesday, Red Sox and Twins' errors Thursday,
and the Giants' outfield gaffs throughout the week helped to directly decide
their games. Now, mistakes hurt teams anytime, anyplace, any sport. However,
for the several mistakes that cause damage in other sports, one of baseball's
errors can be deadly.
Along with death by dropped ball, heart-stopping heroics are in the MLB
postseason definition (at least they should be). There's only so many Robert
Horry shots, Adam Vinatieri field-goals, and Martin Brodeur saves in the
sports realm.
It's safe to say, though, that for the next few days, Pudge Rodriguez will
own South Beach. Ivan provided drama not only with his bat, but with his
all-star, Gold Glove defense. The Marlins' catcher was directly responsible
for carrying his team to not one, but two victories this week. With that
performance, he made everyone who questioned his move to Miami look as foolish
as the stars of "Gigli."
Baseball, like any sport, can't please everybody. The flaws are too numerous
to count. But for one month, the diamond shines brightly over all of sports.
The worth it has against the puck, roundball, and oddball, makes its playoff
season all the more special. And there may even be an added bonus this year,
where one team's curse might well turn into that same city's joy.
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