Last weekend was a good
weekend for Houston
sports teams. Well, except for the Texans, and let’s face it,
who really cares about them?
The Astros
outlasted the Atlanta Braves in an
amazing and historic
National League Divisional Series Game Four and made it to the National
League Championship Series for the second year in a row, where they
will once again meet up with the St. Louis Cardinals. The
eighteen-inning marathon set a new record for the longest postseason
game ever played. The previous record, the sixteen-inning Game Six of
the 1986 NLCS, also featured the Astros.
Although
the Astros were
not technically facing elimination in Sunday’s game, I really
didn’t like their chances in a possible Game Five, since they
would have had to travel back to Atlanta and face Braves hurler John
Smoltz, who has historically owned
the Astros in the postseason. For much of the game, however, it looked
like a return trip to Atlanta was indeed on the agenda, as the Astros
trailed 6-1 going into the eighth inning. However, a grand slam by
Lance Berkman in the bottom of the eighth, followed by a just-barely
home run by Brad Ausmus with two outs in the bottom of the ninth, tied
things up. The tie would remain for the next nine innings of what
essentially became a doubleheader. The extra frames were excruciating
to watch, as neither the Braves nor the Astros could put any more runs
on the board, and by the sixteenth inning the Astros had run out of
bullpen relievers and had to resort to Roger Clemens, who made only his
second relief appearance in his long career.
I remember
all too well
the aforementioned Game Six of the 1986 NLCS. I remember Kevin Bass
striking out in the bottom of the sixteenth inning. I remember the New
York Mets, who would go on to win the World Series that year,
celebrating their 7-6 victory on the Astrodome turf. And I remember
crying my eyes out. A lot of people believe that Game Six of the 1986
NLCS is the greatest game ever played. One guy even
wrote a book
about it. For me, it’s just another painful memory as a
Houston
sports fan, much like Jimmy Valvano’s wild celebration after
his
North Carolina State team upset the Houston Cougars on a last-second
dunk in the 1983 NCAA basketball championship game, or the Houston
Oilers’ spectacular 32-point
choke
to the Buffalo Bills in the 1993 AFC Wild Card game. And as I watched
the agonizing extra innings last Sunday, I kept having flashbacks to
that NLCS moment, nineteen years ago. Would this be yet another in a
long line of bitter, painful Houston sports memories?
Fortunately,
Chris Burke
assured that it would not. Instead, his magnificent game-winning home
run in the bottom of the eighteenth instantly became one in a (much
shorter) list of Houston sports highlights.
As a
Houston sports fan,
I am accustomed to watching the local teams fail. So when a local team
succeeds, especially as amazingly and improbably as the Astros did last
Sunday, it's always a pleasant surprise.
So now
it’s on to
the Cardinals. Will this be the year that the Astros finally make it
into the World Series? Probably not; the Cardinals are just as good as
they were last year and the Astros don’t have Carlos Beltran
or
Jeff Kent in the lineup this year. But after Sunday's game, as well as
the remarkable fact that the Astros made the playoffs after being
fifteen games below .500 at one point this season, I'm really not
complaining. The Astros beat the cursed Braves two years in a row, and
that's always something to celebrate.
(Retroblogged on August 23, 2015.)
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