Editor, White Cover Magazine
Some might call it spoiled. R.A. Dickey lets a home run karoom an easy 30 feet over the fence and over Jose Bautista’s head, then throws his arms into the air in disbelief. “What the fu*k?” He mouths that for the camera and looks to first base in confusion, as if to say, “How did that happen?”
Bautista strikes out on what really wasn’t that bad of a call in Game 1 and lets the umpire have it.
It looked entitled. It looked a little rotten and a little childish. The Blue Jays suddenly looked like the Yankees and the Red Sox, thinking they should win every game just by showing up and just because Alex Anthopoulos went postal last Winter.
And, you know what? It was awesome.
It was incredible and long overdue, to see that city of Toronto and those Jays of Blue finally acting like the big cheddar we’ve always wanted them to be. For too long, the Jays have pretended they don’t have a fan base of 34 million people or that they play in the fourth-largest city in North America (make that the third).
We always talk about those back-to-back World series like they weren’t just 20 years ago, but like they were anomalies. They were these couple great events that happened once (well, twice) and we’ve always have to speak of them like they’ll never happen again.
Molitar. Alomar. Olerud. Hentgen. Guzman. All of them.
They were Blue Jays once, and now we’ll have to settle for guys like Eric Hinske and Alex Rios, and then we’ll be forced to watch Carlos Delgado and Roy Halladay flee to deeper pockets in the National League just because they can offer them something Toronto can’t: a World Series.
Only, it’s not a World Series they want, or wanted. It’s the possibility of one. It’s a shot at a World Series. (That’s what you always hear them say anyway. “I’m thrilled to go somewhere that has a shot at a World Series.”) They want the dream of one, and they want the chase.
Toronto’s never offered that, just like Baltimore’s never offered that and Tampa’s never offered that. Even in years when they’ve made the playoffs or the World Series, they’ve never offered that.
Some teams just don’t give you a shot, even in their greatest years. Some teams are just the guys players go to to leapfrog somewhere bigger and better.
Oakland. Florida. Toronto. Washington. Milwaukee.
Can they really beat out New York, or Boston, or Philly, or Anaheim, or Detroit, or even the damn Cubbies?
That’s right. The Chicago Cubs. The same franchise that blames a goat for its century-long World Series drought. In any year, they can beat out Toronto for the top of the free agent pot.
But now, the Jays are that team. At least, they finally believe they are. It’s more than just free agents or World Series. It’s cockiness. It’s confidence. It’s finally feeling you deserve something more than what you have.
The Toronto Blue Jays may win the World Series in 2013 and, if not, then so what? They’ve already gone further than they’ve ever been.