Rant Air – Welcome Aboard!

Rant Air – Welcome Aboard! random header image

The Blue Spark…

September 19th, 2006 · 2 Comments

No one calls my house at 11:00 at night unless its an emergency.

Last night I got a call from a good buddy telling me that the Dodgers hit four consecutive homeruns to tie it in the bottom of the ninth. Then a two-run homerun to win it in the bottom of the 11th.

I told him he was full of it. Not this Dodgers team. They don’t hold that kind of magic. I told him to go to sleep.

And I tried to, also.

Tossing and turning. Had I turned the game off too early? Had I turned away in disgust when I should have sat there watching? Hoping?

Sit up in bed. Grab the remote.

Holy cow.

I’d given up hope. I’d written this team out of this game…and yes…almost out of the post-season. I’d been too disappointed too many times in the last week with lost games, with missed opportunities. I, a true Dodger Fan for 25 years, committed the ultimate Dodger Fan sin. I’d turned the game off after watching them give up another three runs in the top of the ninth inning to their division rivals. And my pennance was to miss the most amazing thing to happen to the Boys in Blue since Gibson’s pinch-hit home run to win game 1 of the World Series in ’88.

So now, my hope is rekindled. I now firmly believe this team has that magic Blue Spark. The kind of spark only seen during the seasons of the great Dodger teams of the past. The Dodger teams of 1955, 1959, 1963, 1965, 1981, and 1988 all saw the Blue Spark, and they were able to kindle that spark into the flame of Championship.

So there it is, boys. The Blue Spark.

Make it burn…bright and hot. We need it to light our way to the World Series.

Tags: Uncategorized

2 responses so far ↓

  • 1 Dave Starr // Sep 20, 2006 at 1:45 am

    Talk about a memory jogger. My mom would have loved this post although she never, ever would have admitted it. She was an easy-going woman in most ways but she could hold a grudge. She never, ever forgave the “Bums” for leaving Brooklyn.

    But I owe the Dodgers a lot, for the ’55 season you mentioned. All my friends had already had TV at home. My dad wasn’t making a lot of money and things were tight. But when he came home on 8 Sep, 1955, the day the Dodger’s clinched. mom and us kids were all waiting to go back out the door with him and he got no supper until we drove to the discount store for a TV … Mom’s “bums” were on their way to history.

    Thanks for the memories and Go Blue

  • 2 Edge // Sep 20, 2006 at 2:24 pm

    Truly and unequivicably amazing!

Leave a Comment