Let's Play 163: CO Home Cookin'

Make no mistake. I, along with (I think) everyone else who chimed in on this bidness tonight was rooting for the Rockies, but what a shameful way to win it. I mean, come on. That was atrocious. No. Not the game. The finish. Can Colorado teams ever accomplish something without a little help from "my little friend"? I don't understand why that call was so poorly observed, why the importance of it was overlooked, why the stormage of the field was prevented.

Look: You have two teams that have finished in such an even fashion that they must have a one-game playoff to determine who goes to the playoffs. This is how you let it end?

Catastrophe. Do we need instant replay in baseball? Perhaps in the post-season, even if it's not the post-season? Maybe we do. Maybe this is like the final two minutes of an NFL half; it's important enough that reviews come from upstairs. The play was effed on both sides of the ball, in that Bard didn't even make the effort to put the tag on. Sure. The call had already been made, but Christ. Catchers throw to first base every day of the week on struck-out batters. Make it happen.



These two teams finished so similarly in the standings that a one-game playoff is required to determine who moves on, and this is the deciding moment? You know what? Forget the woe-is-me "that was a homerun" call. The umps are 40 feet from the line of sight in that situation. They're 18 inches in this one. Take the time. Call it right. We go to 19? Awesome. People were jazzed about this game. Let it end the right freaking way.

This is a chance for the big dance, and the game, as long as it went, was blown by an awful, terrible call. Here's my issue: The Rocks had a chance to win it, even if that winds up being a double play. Why not take the time to make the right call, the chance that they could seal the deal in an honorable way before the Pads even get another chance to bat?

Shanahanigans, I tell ya'. That's why.

That city puts Rachel Ray, Bobby Flay, and even old Emeril to shame when it comes to home cookin'. There's your "insert winning team cheated" post for the week that you thought you'd avoid, Seven.

But seriously. Go Rocks. Beat them damn Phils.
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