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Barnes blogs about... a World Series no one seemed to care about

Barnes blogs about... a World Series no one seemed to care about

by Mike Barnes

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Posted on October 28, 2012 at 11:52 PM

Updated Wednesday, Dec 4 at 10:00 PM

There's something about Baseball being on the grand stage.  With all of the lights on the greatest teams... and of course, with Tim McCarver calling the game since he switches networks with every TV contract.

I have to admit, I love the World Series.  Just like almost every Super Bowl, I can tell you where I was when I watched a game, or in some cases with the Fall Classic, missed watching a game.

When Oakland won three straight in the 70s, I dreamed the Rangers could catch them and get their moment in the sun.

When the Big Red Machine won two straight in 1975 and 76, they were one of the greatest lineups of all time.  And I could mimic almost every batting stance.  Come on... who didn't pump their arm like Joe Morgan in those days... at least once.

The Yankees and Dodgers brought back old memories for baseball fans, but I was too young to stay up to watch Reggie's last home run.

I was a big Pirates fan in '79.  Who didn't like "Pops"?  I even told my friend Brad when the Bucs were down 3-1 that they'd come back and win, just like they did in 71.

I could go on and on and give you details that would have you calling me Rainman, from Anna's birthday party in '84 that had me missing Detroit wrap things up against the San Diego team I was rooting for... or how I went out with some friend after a Texas loss to Arkansas in '88 and missed Kirk Gibson's HR for LA.

So many World Series memories, including standing in the KVUE studios in 2011, ready to tape Daybreak Sports on a Thursday night.   There were two outs, I was ready to start taping when the Cardinals got their miracle comeback against the Rangers.  Daybreak Sports had to wait.  Just like the Rangers World Series dreams.

But this year's World Series had it's own not-so-special void.  Don't get me wrong... I watched at least a little, if not a lot, of every game.  I saw all of Kung Fu Panda's homers in Game one.  I saw the final out tonight in Game four.

But not many others watched.  Lowest ratings of all-time?  It's like going to a birthday party and not having a lot of people show up for the guest of honor.  You kind of feel bad for your friend.

In this case, it's one of my best friends:  Baseball. 

Just like any friend, we have our differences.  (Hello, Bud Selig).  And we don't always agree with things or the way they're handled  (Hello steroid scandals).  But it's still your friend.  Your buddy.  Your pal.

Baseball will be picked on for the next few weeks, maybe months.  Talk show hosts will laugh at it.  Critics will talk about how and why football is better.  And hockey... well hockey will still let even the nay-sayers know that baseball isn't the worst.

And it's not the worst.  It's the best any day of the week, and twice on Sunday.  They used to make Sunday the day for Game 7, but finally moved it because of TV.

This is no Game 7 for baseball.  It'll never lose in my book.

Hey Baseball.  I'm in your corner.  I'll fight for you any time.

Let's just hope for a better World Series next year that attracts more than just me.