The Wild Card Game is, in a word, awesome. Were headed to our third Wild Card game in a row on Wednesday. A lot of people are saying that its unfair that we have the second-best record in baseball and we have to face Cy Young contender Jake Arrieta in a do-or-die game. Theres some debate about whether it should be a best-of-three or maybe they should do away with divisions altogether.
I understand where those people are coming from, but my feeling is this: What kind of a champion says, Man, Im just hoping for the easiest road possible
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The night before the 2013 Wild Card Game
oh man. It was a throwback feeling.
Do you remember how you felt the night before Christmas when you were 10 years old? You cant wait to wake up and open your presents, so you try to head to bed early and you close your eyes and think, Go to sleep, go to sleep, but you cant stop thinking about whats going to be in those boxes, so its impossible to fall asleep. Thats exactly how I felt. The funniest part was that my apartment literally overlooked PNC Park, so if I went too close to the window, Id see the stadium sitting by the river with all the lights on. It was like a Christmas tree. If I went outside to get a coffee, the people on the streets were all wearing black and gold. Theyd be like, Hey Cutch, this is it! Give it everything you got!
It was such a crazy atmosphere leading up to the game. The sense of anticipation was unbelievable. You could just feel it everywhere you went. I barely slept that night. I probably crashed out at 4 or 5 a.m. The next morning, I woke up so early and I practically jumped out of bed. My first thought was, Oh man, I still gotta wait all day. I wanted to get to the field at 9 a.m. and just sit in the clubhouse and soak it all in. I remember going over the bridge that connects downtown to PNC Park and it was like the air was electric. Ill remember that forever. You ever see that video of the kid opening up his presents and its a Nintendo 64, and he just goes nuts? Thats how it felt.