These are the thoughts and observations of me — a woman of a certain age. (Oh, my, God, I'm 65!) I'm single. I'm successful enough (independent, self supporting). I live just outside Chicago, the best city in the world. I'm an aunt and a friend. I feel that voices like mine are rather underrepresented online or in print. So here I am. If my musings resonate with you, please visit my blog again sometime.
Wednesday, October 04, 2006
Not the matchup of my dreams, not tomorrow, at least
Hong-Chih Kuo is a talented young man who is probably very good to his mother. But he is not Greg Maddux. Therefore, watching him pitch against Tom Glavine does not get my pulse racing. Yet that is what is going to happen tomorrow.
Oh, there's some inherent drama. Kuo was 6 years old when Glavine pitched his first major league game, so there's the "old dog" vs. "young pup" story. And they are both lefties, so that's interesting.
But watching those two old friends, those two former teammates, face one another in what could very well be each man's last postseason series. Maddux and Glavine ... sigh. That sure would have been a duel to watch.
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