October 25, 2012
Any day now, the Giants are sure to run out of their charmed good luck, the freaky bounces and bizarre twists of fate. That rainbow that has followed them through the playoffs cannot possibly last forever, can it? Can they really keep cobbling together miraculous story lines like Wednesday night’s combination of an overstuffed team mascot, two washed-up pitchers and a mischievous third-base bag?
How long that magic lasts is now the story of the World Series, with the Tigers ordering rush overnight shipping on an extra-large can of antikarma spray. Apparently they thought it was unnecessary for Game 1, because Justin Verlander would be Justin Verlander and all those cute, quirkly little things that got the Giants this far would become so much San Francisco mist. But then Pablo Sandoval happened — three times — and Barry Zito channeled an ace and third base sent a meek out by Angel Pagan bounding into never-never land for a double and Bruce Bochy isn’t so much managing as wielding a magic wand. As Bruce Jenkins writes in The San Francisco Chronicle, you couldn’t make this stuff up.
Sandoval’s blasts ignited the first journalistic stampede of the night, writers rushing for synonyms for “holy cow.” As Tom Verducci writes on SI.com, Sandoval carved himself into the World Series’ Mount Rushmore with Babe Ruth, Reggie Jackson and Albert Pujols as the only players to hit three homers in a Series game. This from a guy who was previously known for having the majors’ most colorful nickname — Kung Fu Panda — and who just stormed into legendary status in most unlikely fashion, writes Ann Killion in The San Francisco Chronicle. When the Giants won this in 2010, the Panda hats in the stands were Sandoval’s only contribution to the effort because he was an overweight afterthought on the actual team, Jon Paul Morosi writes on Foxsports.com. Now, he’s the leading cause of delirium in San Francisco, writes Mark Purdy in The San Jose Mercury News. And in San Francisco, that’s saying something.
Panda-monium aside, the Giants also got the best of the pitching duel, which absolutely no one expected. First, there was the all-but-untouchable Verlander on one side of the equation and Zito, with an assist from Tim Lincecum out of the bullpen, on the other. Those two, as Jeff Passan writes on Yahoo.com, are bonded by their twin failures as the Giants’ former aces, but against the Tigers they were basking in their collective success. For all the years that Zito has worn his huge contract around his neck like a concrete necklace, he seemed like a bargain for one night, Scott Ostler writes in The San Francisco Chronicle, and the reality is, the only reason he is still wearing a Giants uniform is because of that immovable contract. So he got to be around to enjoy Sandoval’s heroics — which seemed fair because he was the man who named him Kung Fu Panda — and watchPagan’s dribbler to third become one of those plays that make the Giants seem preordained to win this thing.
The Tigers were not quite ready to concede that after one game, even if it was stunning to watch Verlander’s Verlanderness elude him for four mind-boggling innings, Les Carpenter writes on Yahoo.com. The worst part wasn’t the loss, Howard Bryant writes on ESPN.com, but that the Tigers’ shield of invincibility has been pierced. But those who have watched these Tigers over the long haul know they aren’t exactly comfortable in the role of favorites, Drew Sharp writes in The Detroit Free Press. If they got a little comfortable with their not-so-dramatic advance to this point, they are going to have to acclimate to a grind-it-out series instead, writes John Niyo in The Detroit News. In other words, welcome to the playoffs and these ain’t the Yankees.
Normally, people in Detroit could always console themselves with their perennially excellent hockey team, but the N.H.L. has done its best to throw a bucket of water on that. The latest development in its mean-spirited lockout is proclaiming a full season now out of reach for all practical purposes, unless it would like the Stanley Cup awarded on the Fourth of July. That unfriendly atmosphere made a strange backdrop for the other big announcement of the day: that the Islanders are moving to Brooklyn. This was cause for much happiness for the downtrodden franchise — even Larry Brooks of The New York Post called it the best-case scenario for everyone — because it seemed like the last, best lifeline for a team whose glory days were ludicrously long ago, as Katie Strang writes on ESPN.com.
The details are a little less pretty than the big picture. The Barclays Center will be the smallest N.H.L. arena and weirdly configured in a building built for basketball, and fewer tickets likely means they will be hideously expensive, writes Stu Hackel on SI.com. It will also mean a major rebranding and marketing effort, along with a major financial commitment, and at some point Brooklyn is going to realize it just got the Islanders, which will be a sobering moment. At least, as Arthur Staple writes in Newsday, a new building is something General Manager Garth Snow can sell to free agents, so the team might be more marketable by 2015.
If only they could borrow a little of the San Francisco Giants’ magic. They would be joining a long line for that, with the Detroit Tigers first in line.
Pablo Sandoval was born on August 11th, 1986 according to http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pablo_Sandoval
August 11th, 1986
8 + 11 +2+0+1+2 = 24 = his personal year (from August 11th, 2012 to August 10th, 2013) = Dominating.
24 year + 10 (October) = 34 = his personal month (from October 11th, 2012 to November 10th, 2012) = Generating a buzz. Getting people all fired up. Ratings spike.
34 year + 24 (24th of the month on Wednesday October 24th, 2012) = 58 = his personal day = Relax, I got this.
using the number/letter grid:
1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9
A B C D E F G H I
J K L M N O P Q R
S T U V W X Y Z
A = 1 J = 1 S = 1
B = 2 K = 2 T = 2
C = 3 L = 3 U = 3
D = 4 M = 4 V = 4
E = 5 N = 5 W = 5
F = 6 O = 6 X = 6
G = 7 P = 7 Y = 7
H = 8 Q = 8 Z = 8
I = 9 R = 9
71236 11546413 44
his path of destiny = 44 = I am who I am. It is what it is.
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