That Time of Year, Take Two

As I mentioned on Monday, I love this time of year. And it's not just because of the impending (and awesome) Halloween holiday and all that entails. I love this time of year for a lot of reasons, but right up there at the top of the list is because we get into the nitty gritty of the baseball postseason.

We're currently knee-deep in the first round of the playoffs--the Texas Rangers have already moved on after beating the Tampa Bay Rays on Tuesday and as much as it pains me to say, the Detroit Tigers upset the Yankees last night to move on to the American League Championship Series.

At the time I started writing this post, the St. Louis Cardinals were clinging to a one-run lead in their win-or-go-home Game Four against the Philadelphia Phillies. The Cards went on to win that game, 5-3, as their closer Jason Motte recorded a 1-2-3 ninth inning.

Interesting Exfanding Factoid--I actually played college baseball with Jason. We were two of the three catchers on our college team. Obviously, he went on to a whole mess of things from there.

I, however, have a blog. So there.

[Nathaniel's Note: Half a blog. Half.]

[Editor's Note: That wasn't actually Nathaniel.]

[Real Nathaniel's Note: Right. But it's still only half. Just so we're clear.]

[Editor's Note: That was me again.]

Hilarious digressions aside, back to the post at hand. Since the introduction of the Wild Card teams in the 90s, there has never been a year where three of the four playoff series have gone to a deciding Game 5.

This year, that changed. Unfortunately for the Yankees (and for me), Game 5 didn't turn out so well. However, it's impossible to be a baseball fan and to not be incredibly excited about having three deciding games in the course of two days.

And, yes, that last sentence works grammatically. I promise.

[Editor's Note: When doing my once-over before hitting "Post," I noticed that I'd spelled "grammatically" wrong. Sometimes laughter mixes well with tears.]

So tonight, like last night, I'll be glued to the TV watching My Favorite Thing in the World. Pretty good start to the weekend, I'd say.