MLB 2012: The Rewind Finale...Finally
From the introduction to a one-game Wild Card to the media-farce of Roger Clemens to the aged wonderment of Jamie Moyer, to the Giants shocking everybody (outside of the Bay area) again to thousands of people wanting throw their televisions out the window—if they saw TBS broadcast one more Cougar Town commercial during the World Series.
There was a new fish in the sea in Los Angeles named Mike Trout that took the MLB world by surprise—and the new-thought MVP voting into a possible Sabermetric argument. There was also the greatest one-up move in money spending history, not seen in Los Angeles since Deep Impact and Armageddon were released.
You know, the ole' they got Zack Greinke, so we get Josh Hamilton deal. Let the battle for ticket sales...begin.
The league witnessed it's first Triple Crown winner since 1967 in Miguel Cabrera. The league also witnessed an infield-fly rule that landed halfway in the outfield, and was completely fine with it.
We all saw Cincinnati Reds' Todd Frazier hit a home run without his hands on the bat.
Barry Zito taught us that speed, in fact, doesn't kill; but it can silence (Tigers). Kate Upton, however, taught us otherwise.
George Brett made being tan look really fun. Six pitchers in Seattle—Kevin Millwood, Tom Wilhelmsen, Charlie Furbush, Brandon League, Stephen Pryor and Lucas Luetge—made a no-hitter look easy.
The Washington National proved they are for real. The Toronto Blue Jays are looking to prove they are for real.
Fathers proved that catching a fly ball, while clutching the baby, is just as cool as doing it with a beer. And Sergio Romo proved he would happily "photo bomb" anything.
The Red Sox wanted to forget Bobby Valentine and 2012. The New York Yankees wanted to remember something...but they couldn't because of old age (probably where they parked the car).
The St. Louis Cardinals forgot Albert Pujols.
The Pittsburgh Pirates reminded their fans it's never too late for revival—though they didn't specify when that would be. Ozzie Guillen reminded us it's best to keep quite...and not call the Divorcey's husband admirable.
The Minnesota Twins reminded fans that, hey, at least we're not Houston. Houston reminded their fans that, hey, at least we’re not Enron. Ryan Braun reminded us not ship "urine samples" via FedEx.
The MLB reminded all of us what a great game baseball really is.
It was all there. It was all wonderful.
And the steroids...yes, there was "that" as well.
So, it may not have been the perfect escapade into our youthful enjoyment of America's pastime, but it was still the MLB. The greatest game this side of Duck Hunt.
And I enjoyed every minute scribbling about it.
2013 will be just as good.