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Rockies in the Outfield

By Dann "Double-N" McKeever

Rockies In The Outfield

 

by Dan McKeever

 

    God is with the Colorado Rockies. There's no other way to explain it. Have you SEEN this team? Let me be perfectly clear about this: there are Higher Powers at work here. This Rockies team just can not lose. Granted, they're a young, spunky, and very gifted squad, so maybe God only played a partial role in their recent invincibility. They're also team that nobody saw coming because a) they have a tiny payroll, and b) they play in the NL West. For East Coast/ Midwestern viewers such as myself, this means that I've seen about as many Rockies games as I have WNBA games. 

    That was, until they became instant contenders for the Fausto Carmona Memorial "Wake Up One Day About 600 Times Better" Award, and you couldn't get away from coverage of those pesky Rocks. There are a number of explanations for this:

-Enough 7-year-old Colorado fans got together and prayed really hard that the Rockies would finally win the World Series for their dying grandfathers, who had been waiting their whole lives to see Colorado bring home the Commissioner's Trophy. I would imagine, however, that God would have seen through this ruse, and picked up on the fact that the Rockies have only been around sine 1993.

-Large-noggined manager Clint Hurdle passed around some of Michael's Secret Stuff before a key game down the stretch. A bunch of nobodies (Yorvit "Don't Smell Very Good" Torrealba, "Didn't You Used to Be" Kaz Matsui, Brad Hawpe on Pop, and Bill Murray) suddenly became unstoppable. By the way, I just saw a "Caution: Kaz-Mat" sign being waved in the crowd at Game 4. We're sure this is America, 2007, and not Japan, 2002? God is clearly involved somehow- SINCE WHEN HAS KAZ EFFING MATSUI HAD DIE HARD FANS? 

-There was a kind of baseball butterfly effect, where the breeze created by the Mets' folding like a lawn chair on the East coast propelled more balls through the thin air at Coors Field. I'd say it was implausible, but Omar Minaya just offered Ashton Kutcher 3 years, $45 million to close.

-This is my favorite: A modern-era Angels In The Outfield story, where one of Travis Henry's Denver-area children asks his father (whom he shares with eight other known half-siblings) when he's coming back home. His cynical response is, of course, "when the Rockies win the pennant." Frowning upon Henry's wild-oats sowing, God decides to teach the Broncos RB a lesson by sending Christopher Lloyd (having recently knocked the acting rust off in DirecTV commericals) to carry the Rockies all the way through "Rocktober." 
JUMP

Signs to look for to prove this theory (my roommate Casto and I have been playing the roles of Roger and J.P. throughout this saga, looking for every possible shred of evidence that God is helping the Rockies):

-Kaz Matsui (one of the lightest hitters on the team) getting a back massage from an apparently invisible pair of hands just before hitting his unlikely grand slam in Game 2 of the Phils series. 

-Any and all comments made by catcher Yorvit Torrealba in reference to a third chili dog he ate before the game in which he hit the winning 3-run homer.

-The ball taking extremely improbable bounces with two outs to foil infielders and give the Rockies second chances. Oh, wait, that already happened in Game 4...

-Centerfielder Willy Tavares flying an extra ten feet through the air to catch a key fly ball, as if supported by an invisible helper. Dammit, that already happened too!

-Those commericals where Dane Cook salivates over the Diamondbacks. The Rockies winning the NLCS could be the first sign that Dane's idiotic commericals have incurred the wrath of a vengeful God. If Dane is killed by a moving car in front of a group of onlookers in a superme twist of stand-up based irony, I will have proof positive that God loves the Rockies

(Wait a minute...God...Diamondbacks...banishing evil snakes...Garden of Eden...I'm freakin' out, man.)

-Matt Holliday's questionable home-plate slide that won the one-game playoff with San Diego. Not only did he appear to have a little extra push on the slide, but he also looked like he phased through Barrett's foot to "cross" home. His chin also healed awfully fast for a guy who apparently attended the Trent Green "HeadFirst" School of Full Contact, don't you think?

-The fact that D-Backs starter Micah Owings looks exactly like that kid from Not Another Teen Movie. This really has nothing to do with the Rockies' divine intervention, but I'm in conspiracy mode right now. Let me be.


separated at birth?

 

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Rally Monkey THIS!

-I'm watching game 4 of the NLDS. 2 outs in the ninth, with Eric Byrnes at the plate. The Rockies are one out from clinching their first-ever World Series berth. Manny "Habeas" Corpas kicks, deals, and...



The cable goes out. The cable hasn't gone out all year. The weather outside is perfectly calm. The cable stays down for about 45 seconds. When it comes back, the first thing shown on the monitor is a Rockies fan holding up an eerily prophetic sign:



"IS THIS HEAVEN? NO, IT'S COLORADO"



Cut to: The victorious Rockies celebrating on the field (the cable stayed down just long enough for Byrnes to ground out). I swear to God this happened...and at this point, I can't even say I'm all that surprised.

-Finally, the most damning evidence that the Rockies are getting a little boost from the man upstairs: The fact that THE COLORADO FUCKING ROCKIES HAVE WON 21 OF THEIR LAST 22 GAMES!!!! That do anything for you? God's not even trying to be subtle anymore. First the Biblical plague of bugs at Jacobs Field to push Steinbrenner and Torre's Goliath Yankees out of the playoffs (God is apparently a small-market team kind of guy), and now the balls that have done nothing but bounce Colorado's way.

Frankly, the only way I sleep at night as a Red Sox fan is by remembering a key plot point from Angels in the Outfield: God only helped the Angels win the pennant. In the World Series...they were on their own. Have your pennant, Rockies. Drink up the Second Coming of the Blake Street Bombers. Let's see how you do without big, strong, God on your team. (Note: I'm only trash-talking with this kind of cockiness because the Rockies legitimately terrify me. No team should ever have this kind of momentum...we're talking +5 Crowd Effect in NCAA Football-level momentum.)



I should also mention that Spike TV has been showing Rocky movies the past few days, and the Rocky-Rockies parallels are just way too obvious. It took the Rocks an extra game to make it into the postseason and beat the Phillies (loaded with MVP candidates), just like it took Rocky an extra fight to down Apollo Creed (the heavyweight champ). Then, they took on the Clubber Lang of baseball teams- Eric Byrnes' brash, young D-Backs. If things go my way, they'll be on a collision course with the Ivan Drago of baseball teams- the slugging, powerful, heavily publicized Red Sox. Can't you just picture Charlie Manuel channelling Creed's trainer in the dugout as the Rockies (at this point, still a lovable novelty) were poised to upend the Phils? "They don't know it's a damn show! They think it's a damn fight!"


Before I go, I should confess to something: I'm rooting for the Rockies. I've officially jumped on the Colorado Bandwagon (leading the USF Football Bandwagon by a nose). I just hope they come back to Earth if they end up facing my Red Sox. Until then, I will continue to remain unmoved if the TBS cameras pan over Danny Glover in the Colorado dugout.

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Coach, you gotta put in Kaz! He's got an angel!

Grump, grump, grump grump!!!!

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