The one superstition I
picked up from being the parent of an athlete is that you don’t pack up the
equipment until the last out is recorded; otherwise, bad things can happen. I saw proof of that twice in the high school
playoffs, the opposition assuming when it should have been attending to
business. Both times, Clare made them
pay.
In freshman year, she
singled in the top of the seventh inning with her team down three runs to
over-cocky Riverside-Brookfield. Four
runs and three outs later, Morton won.
Then, in senior year against an even cockier St. Ignatius team, Clare
hit her tenth home run of the season in the bottom of the seventh to tie the
game, which Morton won four batters later with a walk-off single. In the Riverside-Brookfield game, the players
had merely committed the sin of packing stuff away. With St. Ignatius up by two runs going into
the bottom of the seventh, I overheard the parents wondering about the next
game, who the opponent would be and where it would be played. Since they didn’t win, it didn’t matter.
All of which brings us
to possibly the biggest cliché in professional sports, the champagne-soaked
locker-room scene after a team has clinched…something. I’ll bet the Twins and Rockies uncorked the
bubbly last week when they qualified for the so-called play-in game, and now
they’re history. And after each playoff
series, the winners will no doubt spray one another with yet more
champagne. But in the end, only one team
can have champagne and enjoy it to the max.
Drink it too soon and
you might as well pack away the equipment before the last out of the World
Series.
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