Atheist Meditations

Yeeeeehaaaaaaaaaawww! ! !

After losing one hundred games this year the Kansas City Royals' said, 'No More!' They had the chance, albeit a slight one, to walk into the Detroit Tigers' stadium and kick the home team right in the balls.

What a finale, for four of the five Central Division teams to be locked into such monumental series! Chicago, only recently assassinated out of the Wild Card by the Twins and looking for payback - winning the first two games. The Royals, showing that they were nobody's punks, looking to spread some pain around in Detroit.

Detriot lost the first game. Minnesota fails to pick up the lead. Detriot lost the second game, Minnesota again fails to get one over on the Sox.

Finally, Minnesota gets the upper hand on Chicago; crowds chant 'lets go Royals!' in the Metrodome as the scoreboards updated to a tied game. We watched with incredulous amazement as Kansas City pitched out of some deep shit in overtime; then resposte to the same loaded bases at the bottom of the inning. Gobble up three more outs, omigosh, Twins have been handed the Division Championship on a silver fucking platter!

I'm gonna buy me a Royals hat, wear it with pride. That's a team with some real street-fighter heart. Get in your face, on your turf, and make you eat it.

Let's go Royals! Let's go!

(oh, right, your season is over. . . well, thanks for all the memories.)