Its hard for people who aren’t sports fans to understand the tears of joy and happiness the San Francisco Giants have brought to their fans and to the San Francisco Bay Area. After over 50 years of waiting for a world series win, the Giants have finally done it. They did it without the “star” players they’ve had in the past. The adults who were young children when the Giants arrived in San Francisco back in 1958, have watched their team go through many ups and downs, and some never thought a World Series win would happen. For those who don’t understand, the game takes your mind away from worries and concerns in the real world. 2010 in the United States, and especially California, is a very difficult time for many people. The economy and day to day life has been very stressful for many of its citizens. With baseball, you can be carried away from that stress, even if it is only temporary. It brings with it the possibilities for hope and better times.
This season was special. The players are special. This isn’t a team of well known players playing only for the money. They were playing from their hearts, for the love of baseball. That’s what needed to happen for them to win the World Series. Many people have said that baseball was ruined, after all of the steroid issues and baseball strikes. For me, they’ve brought the love of baseball back. Pat Burrell, the Giants outfielder, grew up in California and attended San Lorenzo Valley High School in Felton, California in the Santa Cruz mountains where I currently live. He was always a Giants fan and was fortunate to play for his favorite team. Of course, the eccentric personality of closing pitcher Brian Wilson who wears his hair in a Mohawk style, dyes his beard with black shoe polish, and has a bizarre but very funny sense of humor brings lots of color and character to the team. Buster Posey is the 23 year old rookie catcher, who boasts a .305 batting average with 18 home runs and 67 RBIs. Cody Ross, the outfielder with the big smile who always wanted to be a rodeo clown was awarded MVP of the National League Championship Series. The Florida Marlins didn’t want him. Then there is “The Freak”, Tim Lincecum. He’s just the happy-go-lucky pitcher who won the first and fifth game of the World Series, and the favorite player of many fans, including myself. The list goes on, but what it means are real players, playing with real heart.
Please note, I have always been an Oakland A’s fan, loyal to the end. I went into labor with my oldest daughter at an A’s game, and she has been going to A’s games all of her life. She even attends Spring Training. I am still an Oakland A’s fan, but after moving away from the area for many years and hearing about all of the steroid use and the lies told by a few of my favorite players, I became a bit jaded and almost lost my love for the game. I returned to California this year and got to watch the San Francisco Giants, a team that few thought would even make the play offs, win the World Series. It’s the San Francisco Giants who have brought my love of baseball back, and for that I will always be grateful.