The Long and Winding Road

It's the time of year when baseball fans either celebrate or mourn the passing of another season without a championship. After six months of competition and thousands of games the field has been whittled down to a precious few teams that can now play for a ring. For a baseball fan every day is a chance to cheer, root, cry and yes even suffer at times. Baseball is as much a religion as it is a game, and once it grabs your soul you have a friend for life, for better or for worse. Truly a timeless relationship, and a better friend can never be found. As I've said before baseball marks the time and people remember lifetime moments around moments in baseball. The journey is as much a part of baseball history as the championships that teams play for. The novel of a season is built every week and every month with a chapter that differs everyday. The magic of baseball is always with us. How many times have we seen endings of games and other moments that Hollywood could never even write because people would never believe it. Every year is different and this year in New York was truly unique, both New York teams made a run and eventually got to the playoffs.The Mets rewarded their long suffering loyal fans by winning a Division Title, and with their young guns on the mound may make winning Titles a habit. The the other New York team may have even accomplished more based on expectation. The Yankees overcame an injury riddled starting staff, and won with a great bullpen, veterans playing up to form, and a youth movement that came in to save the day as the season wound down. The playoffs lay ahead along with great hope and expectation. It's an axiom of all sports that only one team will win it's last game, but the memories will last, and the journey will be remembered... "Baseball marks the time"....