Just putting up a quick post while I run some errands and get back to the drawing board well before gametime…
The last couple of decades that the Dodgers have had, it’s strange to be on this side of the Magic Number bubble. Even though the number is 3 (thanks to the STL RedBirds!), I remember that there’s no guarantee in that. The Media seems to be dead convinced that the Dodgers have their ticket punched. I’ll be convinced when it’s clinched, but that doesn’t mean I’m sweating it. This cautious optimism is less “cautious” and more “optimistic”.
Things are definitely looking up now, though. As George Carlin once said (as Rufus at the start of “Bill and Ted’s Excellent Adventure”), “The air is clean, the water’s clean, even the dirt is clean.” That’s how it feels right now. It’s an unfamiliar feeling, and it’s tempered by remembering how competitive our division has been to begin with. But when October comes, the slate is clean, and it’s just 3 more series to win.
Maybe 3 IS a magic number.
But last night for us commenter at the Inside the Dodgers blog, the magic number was 27. We were talking game time, and 27 kept popping up. It was Matt Kemp’s 24th birthday (jersey number 27), it was one of the posters’ 27th home game, 2 posters had a birthday on the 27th, and I’m 27, and I was wearing a Jimi Hendrix (27 club member, morbid, but still a 27) t-shirt that was blue, as Vin Scully entered the 2nd inning to Hendrix’s cover of Bob Dylan’s “All Around the Watchtower” in the background.
Either all those 27’s paid off, or baseball superstition’s made me crazy. Either way, I enjoyed the Jimi Hendrix Experience, the Doors and Nirvana today at work (all 3 have lead singers/guitarists who are in that infamous 27 club). Just in case…
Be back soon