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Fall Frenzy 2024: The MLB Playoffs

“Fall Frenzy” began in the fall of 2020 – the worst year ever. It was a marketing ploy by Major League Baseball to drum up interest in the playoffs after the COVID-19 pandemic shutdown in the spring. The season had been shortened to sixty games, beginning in late July. Recall, games were then played with cardboard cutouts representing fans, real people, who were still not allowed to congregate.

I wrote about it, here, on WordPress. Additionally, I’ve written many posts about baseball and my attachment to it, and my brother. How he, me, and baseball are intertwined.

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Four Years

have passed since the Fall Frenzy of 2020. Overall – for me – they have not been good years. My brother died, in April, from complications of LONG COVID.

Jack, 1969

That first year of Fall Frenzy, Jack and I were planning on getting together if the Dodgers and Yankees made it to the World Series. Neither did – so we didn’t – get together. Later that year he contracted the virus at a wedding gathering and was hospitalized, in December, after he collapsed.

Jack wrote about his COVID “long haul” right up until the end.

I am here now, still; and it’s Fall Frenzy time again. Moreover, the LA Dodgers and the New York Yankees are in the mix. Words, I lack, to express how I feel. I miss him.

Last Monday his daughters and I chatted, on-line, as the games were played. All day long! However, both the Dodgers and the Yankees lost. Furthermore, it’s not looking good for either team.

This time 

might be the last time. For me, too. I’ve written before about how we never know when those time’s are. Jack used to quote Vin Scully, the Dodger’s fifty-year, Hall of Fame broadcaster. Scully had a way of weaving in philosophy when he called the games. “We are all day-to-day” said Vinny, when referencing a player’s status on the injured list (IL).

This time it looks like the last time–for the Yankees. Their great super star, Aaron Judge, is hitting like he usually does in the playoffs. Which is to say not much.

Judge swings, and misses, again

He has struck out more times than any other player in history. In the playoffs. Moreover, more frequently.

Baseball, more than any other sport, is as much mental as it is physical. Yes, you must have the athletic skills; but day-to-day what happens depends upon your confidence.

In a few hours I’ll watch the Yanks take on the Kansas City Royals. The best-of-five series is tied one game apiece. Historically, the team that wins game three takes the series 80% of the time. So … it’s a big game.

If only

Jack were here. He and I have the same knowledge, history, and understanding of the game. I could call him up, and talk about the famous Yankee/Royal rivalry of the late 70’s and 80’s. The George Brett meltdown.

Furthermore, the greatness of Reggie Jackson, Mr. October. Those two went head-to-head and unlike Judge–rose to the occasion.

Reggie didn’t miss (1977)
George Brett, today

Maybe, “nice guys finish last” has some truth to it?

Judge is the nicest of teammates and persons. Brett and Jackson, not so much.

Nevertheless, Jack’s daughters and I are planning a trip back east, next year. to Yankee Stadium. Take in a ballgame. Yankees / Royals? maybe.

What’s wrong?

What’s wrong today is that with all that is added, something is missing. I do want to go back. To the “Good Old Days.”

Watching Fall Frenzy, 2024, live, chatting in real time with my nieces? Was? Okay, but different.

Last Christmas my brother gifted me Joe Posnanski’s book, The Baseball 100. (Via Amazon.) In it George Brett is #35, and Jackson #59. Where will Judge land?

Additionally, what is wrong is the takeover of baseball by political correctness and corporations. In my opinion.

Tuesday

I watched; and decided to track the advertisements. The postmodern stage of baseball, if you will. My word!

I began in the 4th inning of the Dodger/Padre game. There were 76 commercials–ads. Those ads pay for the game now. (See … never mind. Jack would know …)

All were corporate. Most were food/drink related. And then health related. The overall message was, “Eat, drink, & be merry”. We, the Medical, Media, and Financial Fields got your back.

Go team!

In Conclusion

I’m gonna watch Fall Frenzy today and tonight; and root for the Yankees. And be both happy and sad. Knowing it’s all just day-to-day. As always.

 

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