Time flies
It didn't occur to me that Thursday was the first anniversary of the White Sox clinching the 2005 World Series in Houston till the afternoon, when one of my co-workers said, "Happy anniversary," to me. It took me a second, but then I got it.
I guess I haven't allowed myself to look back in the last few weeks, because I've been planning to watch the six games available on the
commemorative edition DVD set after the baseball season is complete. (Those games are: the clinchers of the series against the Red Sox and Angels and the four World Series games.) I did think about last season for a few moments Wednesday night, because I walked through the intersection of LaSalle and Wacker on the way to meet some friends for a beer. I'll always think of the rally when I walk through that intersection.
All the emotions about that day a year ago come back in a flood when I read the
post that I wrote after Game 4. It's occurred to me, looking back at that post, and a short one that I wrote after Game 3, that I never really wrote about the actual games. I plan to do that, with quotes from the game notes that I took the first time, when I watch the DVDs over the next few weeks. I've been waiting till the end of the season to tear off the plastic on that DVD set. No matter who prevails in the World Series, it won't be long now. Pretty soon, FOX will stop showing A.J. Pierzynski jumping into the arms of Bobby Jenks, replacing them with a similar scene involving Tigers or Cardinals. That's OK. I'll be able to watch Pierzynski and Jenks as often as I want to.
(Music to write by, "And This Is Our Music," Brian Jonestown Massacre.)