At the beginning of the season I started this blog with a lot of trepidation. Would anybody care what a girl had to say? Did I have a different perspective to offer? Could I be entertaining? The biggest question by far was, can I handle writing about ninety losses or will I go off the deep end?
Well, almost nobody cared. I didn’t really have a different perspective. I was definitely not entertaining, but I was blessed with writing about ninety-seven wins. Wins and a post season run that ended in the World Series. All since I started this wee blog. What a season. It’s either coincidence or I’m the Rays good luck charm. I’ll let you decide.
When spring training comes around there’s always the hope of a winning season. The Rays looked real good this year. They were stocked with great athletes. The question was could they put it all together and compete with the big boys?
Right from the start of the season the little team that could just kept chugging along, although everyone expected them to fade away. Even the most faithful fans remembered the previous years and figured it was only a matter of time. Slowly though the magic started to become routine and those faithful fans started to believe.
The better the Rays got, the bigger the dream became. Maybe the little guy could prevail? Then a symbol for that very mantra showed up in the form of Rocco Baldelli. He’s the story within the story. If he could find a way, so could the Rays, and they did.
They believed in themselves and they conquered the AL East. They played baseball in October for the first time. They beat two pair of Sox to become ALCS champions. That was an unbelievable ride. It was such a fight that I really believe they lost some steam. The Red Sox series was a rivalry the Rays had never known to that point, and it took all of their might to defeat them. A trip to World Series was their reward.
The worst team in baseball last season was now playing for it all. The little team that could, did. There was only one problem, the Phillies. A team that none of us had any animosity towards. This was the one component that was missing in this series. There wasn’t that “let’s beat their brains out” mentality. They are a great team that is actually a lot like the Rays in many ways. Hats off to them. They had a great season and they deserve to be champions.
Hopefully the Rays players know they’re lucky to play baseball every day for a living. I’d like to thank them and everyone in the organization. This year they were doing more than just playing baseball. Our country is facing tough times and people are stressed about many things. The Rays gave us something to look forward to.
In a day and age when we are worried about money and finding out our parents have cancer, the Rays shone bright. How many times did you come home stressed out only to watch a miraculous walk-off win and go to bed feeling a lot better. Sometimes it was bigger than baseball. Ironically watching Jonny Gomes tackle David Price reminded us of all that is right in the world.
What a season. It’s one that we’re sure to never forget. They didn’t win it all, but they came damn close. Besides we got a lot of free donuts and even a free taco out of the deal.
I for one can’t wait to take the ride again next year. Thanks Rays!!

