Charlie Bertsch (cbertsch) wrote,
Charlie Bertsch

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Two Pure

It doesn't get any better than that when you don't really care a great deal who wins. First the Yankees-Red Sox odyssey, with Ortiz fighting off foul ball after foul ball before finally winning it, not with a blast this time, but Luis Gonzalez-style. Then the Cardinals-Astros pitching duel, no score in the bottom of the ninth, and La Russa & Co. make Jeff Kent mad by walking Berkman to pitch to him. The mad part is probably irrelevant, as Steven would point out, but it makes for better theater. And the first-pitch rocket was impressive enough to make me temporarily forget the truck-washing and trash-talking in favor of the women's sports-supporting Bear whose autographed picture resided on our bookshelf "mantlepiece" throughout the 2002 postseason. Maybe if I write about sports often enough I'll morph into a simulacral Kerouac.

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