by Trevor Freeman
I believe in signs. I do. I firmly believe in karma as well. I am one of those nutjobs who honestly thinks that if I screw somebody over it will come back to not only haunt me but quite possibly my beloved Oakland A’s. Well yesterday morning, I held the door open in an elevator so that somebody who was beaded with sweat could run in. Not only that, but I chipped in three dollars to my co-worker’s March of Dimes fundraiser. You do little things like that not thinking there is going to be a payoff and then it happens. As I was eating lunch at my desk with the radio quietly blaring “Tonight” by the Smashing Pumpkins, I logged onto yahoo.com. And there it was. Staring me right in the eye.
“Thomas agrees to contract with the Oakland A’s”
Giddy, I turned up the radio just in time for Billy Corgan to sing the verse “Do you believe there’s not a chance tonight?” Fellow A’s fans, there is a chance and that is because Frank Thomas returned home for the major league minimum. “The Big Hurt” is back in Oakland and the A’s blossoming postseason hopes got a shot in the arm that only a legend could provide.