saturday night's game was a disastrous affair that was co-opted in the first half by an early mother's day dinner and by intent beer drinking mid-way through. but sunday, well, sunday was a thing of beauty. it didn't start that way...
grabbed a nice tasty omelet with mom and dad before pops and i jumped in his car and headed southbound. we saw the ominous gray clouds over downtown miami and figured it was only a matter of time before they started shift westward. 2 minutes later the storms started, and damn was it coming down. pulled into the garage and the rain was still pounding. we occupied the garage's entrance way with a group of other fans anxious to avoid the wet, and made a run towards the box office once a little break in the rain came.
i needed to leave a ticket at will-call for a buddy who was coming to the game, but in case you were wondering, you are not allowed to leave tickets at will-call. so after a quick browse in the team store i sent pops in and filled out my scorecard while waiting for my buddy, who arrived not long after i finished getting ready.
we rocketed up the stadium ramps to our seats, and found pops already sitting there. our buddy brian arrived not too long after, and we settled in for a day of baseball. the first three innings were relatively uneventful, but the mets picked up two in the fourth as a result of three singles and a passed ball. it took the marlins a couple innings to get those runs back, but they did when john buck redeemed himself and put one out, bringing home emilio after his triple.
game tied up 2-2 going in to the ninth. heath bell on the mound. what do you think is gonna happen? daniel murphy doubles, and then ronny sedeno walks. they're both moved over on a fielder's choice, and after bell intentionally walks mike baxter the bases are loaded. oh shit. justin turner doubles, and two runs score. marlins are no down 2 going into the bottom of the ninth.
i'll tell you, i was feeling a bit down at this point. but having witnessed one walk-off win this weekend, i was not out. however, my buddy brian was, and he violated my golden rule of baseball games: never leave early.
bonifacio triples and buck draws a walk: marlins on first and third. pinch hitter extraordinary (wes helms who?) greg dobbs singles, bringing boni home. 4-3 mets. reyes hits a sac fly, which brings in brett hayes, who had pinch run for buck. all tied up at 4. omar pops up. 2 outs. hanley walks, men on first and second. austin kearns gets hit by a pitch, and the bags are loaded.
you could not make this kind of stuff up. for anyone who says baseball is a boring game... this inning proves you wrong. excitement, drama and suspense, all wrapped up in 12 minutes of america's pastime.
and then... giancarlo ne mike stanton, the young stud, the future of marlins baseball, the man of the hour with a whole lot of power comes to the plate. and again, you could not script this better. and i couldn't describe it... so please watch this epicness:
we rocketed up the stadium ramps to our seats, and found pops already sitting there. our buddy brian arrived not too long after, and we settled in for a day of baseball. the first three innings were relatively uneventful, but the mets picked up two in the fourth as a result of three singles and a passed ball. it took the marlins a couple innings to get those runs back, but they did when john buck redeemed himself and put one out, bringing home emilio after his triple.
game tied up 2-2 going in to the ninth. heath bell on the mound. what do you think is gonna happen? daniel murphy doubles, and then ronny sedeno walks. they're both moved over on a fielder's choice, and after bell intentionally walks mike baxter the bases are loaded. oh shit. justin turner doubles, and two runs score. marlins are no down 2 going into the bottom of the ninth.
i'll tell you, i was feeling a bit down at this point. but having witnessed one walk-off win this weekend, i was not out. however, my buddy brian was, and he violated my golden rule of baseball games: never leave early.
bonifacio triples and buck draws a walk: marlins on first and third. pinch hitter extraordinary (wes helms who?) greg dobbs singles, bringing boni home. 4-3 mets. reyes hits a sac fly, which brings in brett hayes, who had pinch run for buck. all tied up at 4. omar pops up. 2 outs. hanley walks, men on first and second. austin kearns gets hit by a pitch, and the bags are loaded.
you could not make this kind of stuff up. for anyone who says baseball is a boring game... this inning proves you wrong. excitement, drama and suspense, all wrapped up in 12 minutes of america's pastime.
and then... giancarlo ne mike stanton, the young stud, the future of marlins baseball, the man of the hour with a whole lot of power comes to the plate. and again, you could not script this better. and i couldn't describe it... so please watch this epicness:
official, unembedable mlb video here.
the second the ball left the bat i knew. the stroke was so good, the crack of the bat so crisp that there was no way the walls of marlins park would contain it the ball. and the mother's day crowd went nuts... high fives all around, jumping up and down and celebration aplenty. until i see a game 7 overtime stanley cup playoff game winner for the panthers this is definitely the most exciting game ending i've witnessed, and it is hard to image it getting better.
games like this remind me how much i love baseball.
visiting team (NY Mets) scorecard - 5/13/12
home team (Miami Marlins) scorecard - 5/13/12
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