- It’s one of the sad days of the year: the day after the baseball season ends. Note: my wife does not agree with this sentiment. In fact, just the opposite.
- It was a good World Series by the San Francisco Giants, but I hate when a team goes down to defeat because they slump at the wrong time. The Rangers were the best offensive team in the American League and couldn’t buy a timely hit against SF.
- Good pitching beats good hitting, and the Giants pitchers looked terrific. Games dominated by great pitchers thrill the baseball purist, but they’re not very exciting at 10 o’clock at night.
- I was hoping to see more fireworks from the game’s dominant player during the season, Josh Hamilton. I don’t think he ever fully recovered from the late-season rib injury.
- The World Series hero is so frequently an unheralded player who doesn’t usually produce big hits: This year it was SF shortstop Edgar Renteria. I wonder if he’ll reconsider his retirement plans.
- This was the first championship for the Giants since 1954, when they were still in New York. Amazing that in 1954 (the year I was born), there were no teams located west of the Mississippi. Things have changed.