Last night, baseball lore received a twist so ironic it borders on unbelievable—and only fans of teams other than the ones involved would think so.
The Seattle Mariners beat the Los Angeles Angels of Anaheim (still the dumbest name in baseball, by the way) 5-0 in a fairly pedestrian mid-July contest, except for the fact that the loss kept the Angels from leapfrogging the AL West-leading (!) Houston Astros in the standings. But two important plays in the game—one a rally-squashing catch; the other a strikeout to ice the victory for Seattle—seem otherworldly in the memories they stir up for fans of the St. Louis Cardinals and the Texas Rangers.
The Angels threatened in the top of the first, loading the bases with none out and the middle of the order looming. But two unproductive outs later, the bases were still loaded when David Freese stepped to the plate. Freese ripped a line drive to right-center that was hauled in with a spectacular diving catch by none other than Nelson Cruz.
Yep…that guy. Only, last night he actually made the game-saving catch on a well-hit David Freese liner.
If that wasn’t enough to make Cards and Rangers fans cringe—albeit for vastly different reasons—the end of the game certainly would.
The Angels couldn’t get much going after that deflating first inning, only putting together four hits on the night. But one of those was a two-out single by Erick Aybar.
Coming to the plate? David Freese.
Standing on the mound? Mark Lowe.
Yep…that guy. Only, this time Lowe struck Freese out to preserve the victory.
That these three players would cross paths again isn’t all that surprising, since it’s been less than four years since that fateful Game 6 night. But all three in the same game, where Cruz DOES make the crucial catch against Freese and Lowe DOES get the crucial out against Freese to end the game? That borders on absurd–not for Angels or Mariners fans, necessarily; for Rangers fans, who can only wonder what might have been…and for Cardinals fans, relieved at what actually was.
Good morning! My Home Run Derby experience was certainly one I will never forget. We got downtown early, and the atmosphere in St. Louis was one I’ve rarely experienced in my 31+ years on this earth. We tailgated about a block south of Busch Stadium with some of our left field bleacher friends, and at the other side of the lot was one of the greatest vehicles I’ve ever seen: a hot rod with beer kegs on the back! Now THAT’S how you show up to a party!
Once in the stadium, the anticipation immediately cranked up a notch or two. I go to 40 or so ballgames at Busch Stadium every year, but I’ve never seen a crowd like this. I would say it was about 70% Cardinals fans (or, at least, Cardinals gear) and 30% other teams’ fans. Which I thought was a pretty decent ratio. I was glad to see so many Cards fans were able to attend the event; it’s been a long time coming for the city and the franchise. But seeing so many “other” fans was really a treat. When the Chicago Cubs are in town the crowd can be as much as 40% Cubs fans, and that’s a great thing for the rivalry and the game. But having groups of Blue Jays fans, Rays fans, Angels fans…it truly was the North American Nation of Baseball last night.
We walked into the stadium near third base, but when we made our way around to the outfield area the mood cranked up to a near frenzy. I’ve never seen so many people in the outfield concourse at Busch, and the crowd gathered outside the fence in left field (which is only about 30 yards away from the last row of seats) absolutely blew me away.
Our seats were in the right field bleachers, but we used our influence with the wonderful staff at Busch to go into the left field seats where our season tickets are and visit with our friends. The great part is, one friend (Thanks, Carrie!) sits in the front row along the wall in left-center. So we had a front row seat for batting practice before the Derby. It was really cool to get to see the AL All Stars hanging out with their kids and joking around with each other. And there’s something really special about seeing guys that are supposed to be enemies on the field being able to unite for an event like this. It’s a good reminder that, at the end of the day, you can take all the money and fame and controversy away and they’re all just Big Kids playing the game that they love.
The first big highlight was actually for my girlfriend Sarah, who is originally from the South Side of Chicago and is a White Sox fan. While we were in the front row in left-center, the White Sox lone All Star representative (and St. Louis-area native) Mark Buehrle was within earshot so Sarah was cheering him and yelling his name. He turned around and, seeing her Sox gear, gave her a tip of the cap. A few minutes later, a ball landed near us on the field. Buehrle was the closest player, so he walked back to retrieve the ball as it came to rest right next to the bullpen. Buehrle picked up the ball, pointed to Sarah, and tossed it to her. As you can imagine, this made her night. If we’re not able to catch him today, I told her I’d take her to SoxFest this winter so she can get him to autograph the ball.
Nelson Cruz of the Texas Rangers put on an absolute show in the Derby. Home runs at Busch have NOT been hit to the places he was hitting them last night. They just haven’t. And this guy just turned 29? Rangers fans should have something really special to watch for a few years. Prince Fielder of the Brewers hit similar bombs in the second and final rounds. He didn’t hit any to me, but a couple were long enough. The 503-footer would have fallen in my lap had it been one section closer to the foul pole. And I really feel bad for Brandon Inge. That poor guy does not have good luck in big situations at Busch Stadium. In 2006, he struck out for the final out of the Cardinals’ World Series victory. Last night, he put up a zero in the Home Run Derby. Inge is a fine player and has had a good career, but I have a feeling St. Louis won’t make his list of great memories.
And what can be said about Albert Pujols that hasn’t already been said? He didn’t win the Home Run Derby, but he provided the some of the drama and excitement that we in St. Louis have come to expect–and love–from El Hombre. He launched a bomb to force a “swing-off” with Carlos Pena and Joe Mauer, and then another in the “swing-off” clinched his spot in the second round. Both dingers elicited responses from the crowd that made it sound like he’d just hit a walk-off homer to clinch the division title. It was awesome.
Honestly, some parts of the evening were a little slow. I suppose that’s a testament to the folks that broadcast the event, because every Home Run Derby I’ve watched on TV has seemed like almost non-stop excitement. And there’s no way we could have expected another clinic like the one Josh Hamilton put on last year at Yankee Stadium. But I think something more profound took place in those slow periods, too, at least in my mind. I was reminded that the “Steroid Era” may be coming to a close. Sure, some boneheads will continue to use PED’s, and hopefully they will be caught. But think about it…only one homer went 500 feet. Not long ago, that might have been one of the shorter distances in the competition. Maybe the “long” homers we saw from Fielder, Cruz, and Pujols will help us (and maybe the players thinking of using PED’s, too) remember that it’s OK to use only your talent and hard work to become a great hitter, and even a Home Run Derby hero.