Tonight, after a month of following our new hometown’s team, we watched withsadness as the Texas Rangers lost the World Series to St. Louis.
First, congratulations go to the victor. You played well. You won.
But for those of us in North Texas, from the lifelong to the “freshly pressed” among us, Ron Washington and the boys sure made October exciting! My son and daughter enjoyed going over to Granny and Pa’s house every other night to watch “buh-ball” as Rita calls it, enjoying the dinners and desserts almost as much as the games.
So my kids got their first lesson in heartbreak, in getting hopes up high and then having them deflated like a toy balloon pricked by a sewing needle.
As a Mets fan, I could have just told them what it’s like; but some things have to be learned.