Well, the World Series is over. It is actually kind of a relief. In some ways, there should be so much to say about this season for the A's.
The terrible injuries. The departures of Jason Kendall and Milton Bradley. The
rise of the rookies. Jack Cust's incredible May. The endless losing. The
terrible injuries.
And yet, when we look back, it is hard to remember a lot of
the details. The fact that the A's were out of contention almost from the start,
and certainly after the All-Star break, makes all the memories sort of fade
together. And the constant Geren optimism made it hard to figure out what was
really going on. We remember our
frustration with the chronically injured A's and the same old offensive apathy
that has plagued the A's for years, but it is hard to remember the specifics. Of course, we remember the
Scutaro walk-off that bounced off the foul pole and there are probably a few other events that we could relay as
highlights. But for us, this was a largely disappointing season in a very nebulous and non-descript way.
One great thing did happen though on the last day of the season. First, the A's played like they really wanted to win.
They didn't give up. They hustled. They looked really into it. And while they
may have been playing against the scrubbiest of the Angels, the win meant that
we won the season series and preserved a good amount of dignity. But the best
thing that happened was at the end of the game, after the A's had celebrated
Suzuki's hit by running out of the dugout, they played Journey's "Don't Stop
Believing" over the loud speakers and Geren said something to the team and then all the A's walked
toward the dugout together waving to the fans and throwing their hats and
batting gloves into the crowd. Nick Swisher even passed out bats to some of the
fans sitting along the third base side. It was poignant and awesome. It felt
like the A's were saying, "Sure, this season sucked. But next year is going to
be better. We promise. Hang in there."
So we will. Although, it is isn't going to be easy. They fired all the coaches, which makes us very nervous and sad. We can't even predict who will be the starting lineup next year. And Fremont hangs over us like a raincloud. But an ad is up on the A's website for a new Stomper (please let it be someone who loves breakdancing rather than dopey antics) and we take that as a reason to have hope.
Go A's!
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