I spent the morning driving through the Virginia countryside and then the afternoon making the five-hour flight from Washington D.C. back to Smogtown. While I was gone, Florida State was playing an epic 13-inning game and giving their head coach Mike Martin his 1,800th win. That gave us our biggest headline from the Saturday in [...]
I flew back from Oklahoma City today, then immediately went into the Cave. See, I had TiVo’d the hockey national championship between Union College and Minnesota. Luckily, none of you StitchHeads out there ruined the ending for me by tweeting, texting or sexting me the final score before I finished watching it.
My sincere thanks.
This is getting out of hand people. Once again, a lot of the top teams in the country suffered brow-beating defeats to lesser teams than themselves. (or so we’re led to believe) as seven of the Top 13 teams went belly-up. In other words, it was just a typical Saturday in the 2014 season.
As much as I complain about Eastern Time Zone and how it’s so gawd-awful early for me, I was glad that the Stony Brook-Hartford doubleheader had such an early start. The 10am first pitch made it possible for me to catch the opening game and then still make it down to Bridgeport for the East Regional final between Providence and Union.
And lawd-have mercy, what a showdown on the mound I saw in the insurance capital of the world.
Considering I woke up in Tucson Saturday morning, flew to San Francisco, watched a few games and now I’m back in San Francisco airport 15 hours later awaiting another flight home, you could say this was a wicked-fast quick trip. I decided to fly from Tucson to San Francisco this morning so that I could see Arkansas, Tulane and San Francisco, who all played at the Cal Baseball Classic with and against the host Bears. I had to find out about a few teams here.
It was a good day at the yard. Quick, but good.
Today, I made the drive from Arizona back to Smogland, which was being pelted with rain upon my arrival. Luckily, the Doctor of College Baseball told me he was going to the much-anticipated UCLA-N.C. State game which was being played at the USA Baseball Complex in Cary, North Carolina. So I could just sit my fat ass on the couch while the Doctor made his rounds in frigid North Carolina.
These aren’t your father’s Sun Devils, nor are theses your cousins Anteaters. Both teams came in with 2-3 records and some curious losses. ASU came off a putrid 11-0 blanking at what I thought was a pretty average Long Beach State team. And UC Irvine came in off a curious 3-1 loss to a team they might not’ve ever heard of in Wright State.
Boy, did these teams need some redemption. One of them got it too.
As you my faithful readers know, I don’t use curse words often. But today was totally cuss-worthy. I decided to take the ’64 Dodge Dart with the coat-hanger for the antenna and drive down to San Diego to see game two of the New Mexico-San Diego series. That was my first mistake.
The Tally So Far: Two CWS veterans – one old school, one more recent – scan their tickets for Omaha: LSU and UCLA, in that order. And yes, they “scan” their tickets now. No more “punching” them. Welcome to the computer age.
The Purple Tigers disposed of Oklahoma 11-1 and the Bruins went into the Titan den and won a hard-fought 3-0 shutdown. Both wins finalized 2-0 Super Regionals for each and sent them to the promised land in middle America. And oh by the way, these two will play each other on Saturday night at The Big Tiddy in downtown Omaha.