April 10, 2009
Friday September 5, 2008; I remember that day like it was yesterday. The Arizona Diamondbacks were hanging on to first place in the National League West and were heading to Los Angeles to meet the charging Los Angeles Dodgers. While the baseball season is 162 games long, it was basically going to come down to this series. If the Diamondbacks could win here they were almost assured of winning the division and making their second consecutive trip to the post season. The hype surrounding this series had reached biblical proportions. I literally heard people praying for the snakes. Oh what an ironic twist to see religious people rooting for the serpent. But that is what baseball is all about; finding a team you can follow and walking with them through the long season cheering their accomplishments and feeling the pain when they falter. This series had an even more personal connection for me.