(Turn left, go back to bed.. or, pee, then have breakfast if, ya ain't from KC, could care less, live in KC but, no likey Baseball Ray, yada.)
That (How to watch the final 6 Royals games of the season) was the question/answer posted by the KC Star this morning... and, of course, they supplied dates, times, TV Network, radio stations..
First thought, I'd put one hand up to my face.... spread my fingers to where I'd be able to peek out between the ring finger and the middle finger....like a kid at the movie theater uncertain as to whether it's a comedy - or, a horror flick. For instance, last Thursday, it was the Mariner Zombies sucking the life outta the hapless Royals two to nuttin.
The next night, it was 'one-liner' after anudder, kinda like a comedic event with the cast of Jim Carey, Bill Murray, Adam Sandler, Eddie Murphy, Steve Martin, Ben Stiller, Will Ferrell, Martin Lawrence all contributing in a 20-1 marination of the Mariners, all the while Kevin Hart puffing his DraftKings chest out saying "I toldya so!"
I can tellya, not ONE 70+ old geezer will make it thru an entire game as, they're on the West Coast and starting times resemble go-to-bed times, three of em at 8:38pm, two at 9:05pm and the last one Sunday starting an hour or so before the Chief's game. Good luck Q, Salvy, Bobby... we'll see you in Surprise in February. (And yes, I'm aware, if we win all six games, and the three teams above us, lose all their games, we make the playoffs, but, let's be fer'real.)
Royals players' and coaches' wives will watch the games with one eye on boob tube, other, fast dialing travel agents for rates, flights, rooms to Bora Bora, Rome, Maui, Sanibel, Galapago Isles, Turks and Caicos, or mebbe even an RV trip to see dear old mom.
Royal's fans, diehard ones, will find a way to stay up and watch... and like anything on social network today, they'll run the gamut from 'Save Kauffman' to blast-it-to-smitherines whilst playing Petula Clark's 'Downtown.' "We've GOT to get more pop from our corner outfielders." Salvy for Mayor. A "meh" season... with my buddy, head ticket taker Brad looking over my shoulder - I must stand up for the team. We been here, here in Kansas City, for 57 years now. Just two seasons ago we LOST 106 games. We were ten games over 5 hunnerd last year, and this year figures to be among the top 20 seasons in Royal's history.
Season ticket holders will reenlist... Tee shirts, hoodies, bobbleheads will be stowed away (some, may pull out a Frank Bobblehead and symbolically yank the spring from it on September 30, if ya know ya know.)
The Rotten Tomato folks might rate this season a "Certified Fresh" season, 75%+ rating on the Tomatometer (as opposed to 'Fresh'/60%+ or, Rotten/59% or less.)
John Sherman will watch, while counting beans. He might dial up GM JJ Picollo, and the conversation might go like.........
"Hi JJ, whaddaya doing, I hope it includes finding us some corner outfield pop for 2026?"... "Funny you should ask boss, I was just going thru the Halloween Costume catalog (it is almost October) and I found a Brett Veach costume I'm gonna buy." "Wonderful, and I will say, you've done Brett Veachlike work this season. Go find 'em (the outfielders) then we'll take a look at how many beans we do have."
Me thinks it was Tupac who said "Through every dark night, there's a bright day after that." It's been wonderful to watch this late in the season, have interest in other team September scores whilst scanning the newspaper the next day.. Some really good youngsters.. Salvy (and The K, my take anyways) showing no signs of aging. Bobby is really Somebobby. Vinnie, Miguel, arms aplenty, cause for future hope.
Me? I'm done with baseball for the year. Brad! WAIT! I'm only done because everyone and their brother knows I can't watch a West Coast game... Come the yawns at 7:30, I'll jump in the hay around 8.. as Hud says, "You got to go" to sleep - and I will.
Good Lord willing you/I will be here next year and they'll Surprise even better.
Love, Victurd
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