The Marlins season is now officially over. The Marlins had a wonderful year, and despite not making it to the post season, I take pride in the fact that they exceeded everyone’s expectations and were able to come through in the very end. I’m not going to lie, I am slightly disappointed, but I look forward to coming in to my office Monday morning and seeing the looks on the faces of the handful of Mets fans.
I am not one to gloat or be boastful, but it will be a nice feeling to smile in the faces of those that tormented me everyday for 6 months for supporting my team. With each day that passed, I would sit humbly at my desk and pray that my Marlins continue to do well, as the “typical” Mets fan would walk around the office with their heads held high in arrogance. However, that didn’t start until the Mets got rid of their good for nothing manager and replaced him with Jerry Manuel, who did an excellent job as manager, but let’s not forget how poorly the Mets did at the start of the season.
To be fair, I will give the Mets credit for succeeding in possibly one of the greatest turn arounds. They worked very hard to climb back up to the top and while the team may have deserved to make it to the post season, their majority of unruly fans did not deserve that pleasure. I pity the Mets because it is a shame that a team with that much talent can still get booed for the smallest mistake at the drop of a dime. The Marlins may not have the strongest backing of fans, but I would rather have no one supporting me than a pack of wolves. And please understand, I know not all New York Mets fans behave in this way. I am just sick of people like this and this. The obnoxious troll like fans that have claimed to be “so much better” than me have now been silenced. For the genuine and sincere Mets fans, such as MetsManiacinNH, you have my sincere condolences. Better luck next year for your team and mine.
The Marlins celebrating their 4-2 win against the Mets
The New York Mets not hiding their disappointment after their loss to the Marlins
As we close out the season and after attending the final at home game, I am left with nothing but precious memories. I remember coming into baseball at the beginning of this season not knowing any player on the Florida Marlins aside from Hanley Ramirez and Dan Uggla. I remember going to the FL Marlins Fan Fest and meeting Mike Jacobs and thinking he was a scrub. “Who in the hell are these people?”, I thought to myself. Little did I know these men would become a part of me for the next 6 months. Little did I know that they would be in my living room and bedroom every evening. Little did I know that I would sacrifice so much just to be there to show them support. Little did I know that I would endure the grueling sun and suffer 3rd degree burns just to be in that stadium watching these men live out their childhood dreams.
At the beginning of the season, I had nothing but critical things to say about each player. Dan Uggla made far too many errors and I quickly began to hate him, but grew to love him despite all the “Ugglas”. Hanley Ramirez once rubbed me the wrong way. He was thought of as an arrogant womanizer, but now I can see the good in him as a player and as a person and can’t imagine the Marlins with out him. Cody Ross was a nobody that only struck out and had occasional “hot” streaks. I’d constantly ask myself why he didn’t pursue a career as a rodeo clown, and now I thank my lucky stars that he did not. I have gotten to know these men greatly in the last 6 months and now I defend them as if they were part of my bloodline. I stick by them. I rise with them in glory and I fall with them in defeat. These men that once meant nothing to me have now grown to be a part of my family and it saddens me deeply that the season is coming to a quick end.
It never once occurred to me that I would get so attached to these men. That I would get to know each one of them so well that I would grow to love them. I have experienced many tough times in the last 6 months, and I don’t think I would have coped so well if it wasn’t for my boys. Baseball is such a perfect sport. It is about precision, technique, skill, dedication, and sometimes about luck. But baseball becomes a beautiful game when you have an amazing group of guys teamed up together with all odds against them and watch as the battle, persevere, and succeed.
Last Sunday, I went to the final Marlins home game, despite the guaranteed humidity and the intense hangover I was battling. I sat in those neon orange seats and watched as the big screen played an over view of the season high lights. Every successful moment rolled on that screen and with it the tears came rolling down my cheeks. “What a heck of a team.” I thought. Okay, so we aren’t going to make it to the post season, but we exceeded everyone’s expectations and being able to show your greatness through all the negativity and pessimism means more to me than winning some stupid trophy and ring.
I can only pray that next season each and every one of these men that I cheered for, cried for, fought for, and broke my remote for will return. It’s been one heck of a season, Marlins. Thank you for every second of it.
The Infamous Tatiana
If you were hanging out by the player’s exit at Yankee Stadium yesterday evening, you were in for quite a treat. Sadly, I live a good 3 hours away (by plane) and was not able to be there, but alas, there is a thing called the internet that let me enjoy this moment of humiliation as much as the next person. I always thought hazing was for college students trying to become part of a sorority or fraternity, but this is a wonderful example of how hazing goes beyond the classroom and into the ball park.
As White Sox players began to come out of the stadium and enter their bus, along came other players dressed in very incriminating outfits. Lance Broadway, a right handed rookie pitcher, was unfortunate enough to be dawned the wearer of the voluptuous lifeguard with severe pubic hair issues. Alexei Ramirez was dressed as a US track and field athlete. Other rookies sported a Tinkie Winkie (Of the Teletubbies) costume and a Raggedy Anne outfit.
Photo courtesy of Scott Proctor’s Arm
If anyone has ever attended a Chicago Cubs game, you know how rowdy those fans can sometimes get. So, during Tuesday night’s game, Chi-Town fans thought it would be fun to get under Prince Fielder’s skin by calling him Cecil, the name of his estranged father. Prince responded by going yard twice in the Brewers 5-4 loss to the Cubs. He also responded by showing us how thin his middle finger is despite his recent weight gain.
Relax, Cecil! Oops… my bad.
Princes gives Cubs fans the bird
Jose Reyes is recently accused of getting his groove on with someone other than his wife. TheDirty.com alerted the media of the sites exclusive evidence that Met’s SS, Jose Reyes, was having an affair with a semi known pin up model, Bentley Matthews. The New York Daily News tracked her down and shockingly she denies ever being involved with him. Nik Richie, the site’s proprietor, stands by his sources and says that Reyes is in fact doing TheDirty.com with her.
Richie even goes as far to say that Matthews is only one of Reyes’ many “girlfriends”, and is also one of the many “girlfriends” to sleep with other Mets players. GROUPIE ALERT! Richie gets catty and charmingly calls Matthews a “cross eyed Ricki Lake”.
I see where they got the Ricky Lake comparison...
And that poor fat lady must be tied up in a closet somewhere because it is far from over for the Florida Marlins! A few weeks ago, the word ‘postseason’ was out of the Marlins vocabulary, but after tonight’s 9th straight win, it is evident that the Marlins still have a chance at the World Series.
With hot bats, great defense, and fresh players, the Marlins have every chance to make it in the race in the NL East. This evening’s game began a little rocky for pitcher, Josh Johnson, but you would’ve never been able to tell with the Marlins hot bats. Dan Uggla blasted a two run dinger in the first, Amezaga shot a 3 run homer to right field in the 5th, and Cantu added his 29th to his HR counter in the 8th. With help from every player on the team, including the newest addition Cameron Maybin who has gotten 8 consecutive hits at bat, the Marlins defeated the Phillies 14-2.
Hopefully the Marlins can keep on doing what they are doing and reclaim their spot at first in the NL East and make it to the play offs! Good luck, boys!
Winning pitcher, Josh Johnson (6-1)
In a brawl….
Like many batters, Gary Sheffield got a little steamed when he was hit by an inside pitch thrown by Indians pitcher, Fausto Carmona. Sheffield gave Carmona a stare down on his walk to first base and while he was filled with rage, it wasn’t until Carmona attempted to throw Sheffield out at first that Gary turned into a tough 15 year old and started a fight. The fight caused both benches to clear in the 7th innning and resulted with 4 players being ejected, including Sheffield, Carmona, Martinez and Polanco.
Can’t we all just get along?