They really made us sweat though today. We started our season like torpedoes out the gate - on fire. And then we kind of slumped, though I maintain it wasn't so much a slump as a slow burning out. I mean, compared to how we'd been playing, yeah, it was a slump. But overall, it was just not great. Our hit count slowed way down for awhile there. And we made some trades that I will never forgive during the season - Austin Jackson, for one. But then as the season went on, our hitting picked back up and some of the new guys really proved themselves. Problem was, Kansas City was picking up speed too and trailing our asses like little fire ants. There is sometimes a season where you know your team is going to make it into the playoffs as much as a week ahead of that 162nd game. But more often than not, you don't know until about three games out or so from the end. This year it was literally down to the last game. Game 162, today. If we won, even if Kansas won also, we'd still be moving onto the playoffs. If we lost and Kansas lost as well, we'd still be moving onto the playoffs. But if we lost and Kansas won, we'd be screwed. We’d have to watch the post-season from the bench. So today not only meant holding my breath over the Tigers’ game, but over the Royals' game as well.
It was nerve-wracking. But oh man, when we got that last guy out and sealed the deal - 3-0 - and 40k+ fans rose to their feet in celebration...I only wish I could have seen that in person, because man what a sight it was.
HERE WE COME, OCTOBER!!