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By Trevor, Section MLB
by Trevor Freeman
On December 25th I was talking with my grandpa at the Freeman Family Christmas party. In his late 80s, he is suffering from lung cancer (despite the fact he never smoked) and does not resemble the lean, former collegiate track star I had always been used to. A lifelong San Francisco Giants fan he yearns for the World Series title that has eluded the cursed franchise since they left New York. The subject of Barry Zito came up and his exact words were, "If we could get him, then we'd have a real shot."
While I may look at Barry Zito as the high-ceiling player who disappointed me due to his inability to harness his talent and consistently dominate, my grandfather does not see that. When he looks at Barry Zito he does not see a guy who lost Game 1 of the ALCS and single-handedly killed Oakland's momentum. He sees a 28 year old player that has a Cy Young on the mantle and 102 career wins. Now that Zito is property of the San Francisco Giants, he loves that his team got an ace that is entering his prime. Barry Zito is providing hope for a franchise that is desperate for it. Here's the thing. I reacted the exact same way when the Oakland A's inked Mike Piazza. I sent out an e-mail that read, "The Pizza Man Has Cometh To Oakland" in the subject line. I talked up how he hit .285 with 26 homers in 126 games while playing catcher for the San Diego Padres and how as a DH for 145 games, he is a shoo-in for 35 dingers. I casually mentioned watching Piazza hit that home run against the Braves for the New York Mets in the first game after 9/11 to anybody who would listen so as to confirm his clutchness. I ignored Yankee fans that questioned his toughness for not charging Roger Clemens and Mets fans who informed me that "Mikey P" hits into a lot of double plays. After the Magglio Ordonez walk-off, my A's pride that was dormant had finally returned. The thing about sports is that it is like one big high school prom and all you want is the opportunity to dance with the prom queen. The longer it takes the more you want it. It pisses you off when the foreign transfer student (Florida Marlins or Arizona Diamondbacks) beat you to that dance. Especially when you have been next in line for a decade like the Oakland A's.......or if you have quietly waited your turn for over fifty years like the San Francisco Giants. And every season brings about a change in wardrobe and hair style in the hope that you will finally woo the queen and get that dance. I got to watch the Oakland A's get crowned World Series champions in 1989. It has been a long time, but at least the trophy is on a mantle somewhere in the Oakland Coliseum. At least I have my memories of watching Stew and Eck pour champagne on each other. However my grandfather has never gotten to see this. The rules of sports bigamy prohibits me from rooting for the San Francisco Giants. However....... I can hope. I can hope Barry Zito fulfills the expectations of Giants fans. I can hope Barry Zito wins another Cy Young. And I can hope that if the A's don't do it this season that it is the San Francisco Giants and their fans who finally get to dance.
If you have any questions or comments, feel free to e-mail me at trevor.freeman@realityfanforum.com. Story writing contestLog in or create an account to vote for this story!
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