Oy!
The Yankees were on the verge of being swept by the Dodgers in the World Series, and I wasn't too happy about it.
No team in the history of Major Leagie Baseball has ever come back from a 3-0 deficit to win the World Series, but I had to think that there was a first time for everything--
And why not the Yankees?
Heck, I even had my rally cap all prepared, even though i feared that if I turned the hat inside out, I wouldn't be able to get the hat back to its original perfection, but those fears were unfounded.
The hat still looks like it went through World War III, and as I have said, it has served me well during the past 50 years or so.
Heck, I'm 67 years old, and I may be battered and worn, but I am not ready to hang it up.
The hat is only 50 years old, so I have 17 years on it.
It will be fine.
Baseball is 162 games in 180 days, and then you extend it out to the playoffs and World Series, and you can understand why there are so many ups and downs during this period.
Yesterday was actually the first anniversary of my first injury, when I tore my left leg's quad muscle after falling down two stairs in our old house ...
So I know all too well about ups and downs and how things can change in a millisecond.
No matter what happens, I, personally, am physically better off than I was a year ago, when I didn't know what the future held for me--
And who knew that I would soon injure myself again in another freak accident.
If I can get through all that--and still be in one piece--I can get through anything.
And yes, four in a row is a possibility.
Why not?
The Yankees won last night, so again, why not?
And my rally cap, evidently, still has some magic in it.
One down, three to go.
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