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Fall Classic

Brian's World

I was planning to write this column on another wacky sport that doesn't get the recognition that it rightfully deserves.

You know, that sport where some guy stands on a platform and lets go of this wooden bird that has a dart in its mouth and the bird swings down on a rope and hits a target and everyone cheers (boy that's a mouthful).

But to be honest, I don't remember its name.

Then I was going to do a piece on an Oxford craze that's sweeping the nation called punting.

But I found out that punting involves pushing a flat bottom boat around a dirty river with a pole and some beer.

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Sounds like fun (especially when the boat capsizes and you find yourself swimming drunk in a river of sludge reminiscent of Ghostbusters II), but not something that I would call a sport.

And then I remembered that The Crimson is not ESPN's Amazing Sports and that I can occasionally talk about something closer to home like, say...baseball.

The Braves' all-out thrashing of the Cards two nights ago reminded me that today marks the start of the Fall Classic.

I had almost forgotten, considering the Yankees' convincing five game series against the Orioles ended such a long time ago, much to the dismay of some diehard O's fans who shall remain nameless.

So I guess I just want to throw out a few ideas before the series begins.

The Braves outscored the Cardinals a whopping 32-1 in the last three games of the series.

Do you think Bobby Cox has any new "friends" in Vegas?

After the Yanks won the ALCS the locker room reporter asked Joe Torre perhaps the most ridiculously inappropriate question I have ever had the displeasure of hearing.

He asked something like, "Now, Joe, what does this victory mean to you knowing that your beloved brother is suffering in a hospital right now?"

Makes you wonder what's really important in life though, doesn't it.

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