Not a close game.
Not a walkoff.
Not a great fielding play at the end, a routine fly to center.
No grand drama, comparatively speaking.
And yet...
John hit a staggering 7.22-second WinWarble.
Listen to him struggle to birth the last, gassy, churning, iron-fisted, machine gunned, hulk-transformation-scene-special-effects grunt of the-UH-UH-UH.
It is painful. It is courageous. It is cogent.
It is a playoff record.
Saturday, October 17, 2009
John's Warble: 7.22 seconds
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2 comments:
He was cold.
Suzyn had the winter coat and John just had an old Member's Only jacket in his locker, hence the longevity.
It warmed him up.
Ergo!
Great video accompaniment. Name that rodent!
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