It was 45 years ago to the day that Houston was awarded a Major League Baseball franchise in an owner’s meeting held in Chicago. The Astros were then known as the Colt 45’s. Yes, 45 years later – it appeared that they were set to head to their first ever World Series.
Call it coincidence, call it karma, call it poetic justice – all I know is Houston was one strike away from calling it a series.
Just one little pitch, one swing and a miss, one strike away from taking the series 4-1, Albert Pujols dropped a three-run bomb to ruin the perfect end to a great chapter in Astros’ history. The series now returns to St. Louis where Houston will need just a bit more magic. See ya’ Wednesday.
Magic… Schmagic… what they need is better drugs. Sorry, man. But if MLB won’t take the game seriously, then I won’t take MLB seriously. Their failure to really punish cheaters shows a distinct lack of respect for me as a fan. And when it costs me $100 to take my family to a game, I expect more.
I agree with not taking MLB seriously – but I think the answer is to get serious about eliminating the drugs. I am talking zero tolerance – random tests for everyone – test positive once – banned for life.