It's Over

It ended last night.

A groundball to short, over to first, and it was done. Through. Back into the ground, if you will, until the spring.

The best six months of the year are over. Baseball is gone. Leaving when one needs it most.

It was difficult to get into this year's World Series. Part of me was pulling for Houston. Mainly because of UT grad Chris Burke and Bearden native Phil Garner.

But I didn't really mind the Sox, either. I've always liked Ozzie Guillen. And you've got to hand it to those pitchers. Complete games are the ultimate throwback.

For me the season ended when Burke hit that home run in the 18th inning to put the Braves away in the division series. I'm not really sure why that was a surprise. Atlanta has been finding cute ways to lose postseason games for years.

Then came the news that Leo Mazzone is going to Baltimore. That's the end of an era. Braves loyalists will miss him rocking next to Bobby Cox on the bench. One wonders what the pitchers will be like in Mazzone's absence.

At least he didn't go to the Yankees.

As if on cue the temperature got cold here in East Tennessee. As if it knew. On comes those cold winter days when the sky won't snow and the sun won't shine. You know. When it's hard to tell the nighttime from the day.

There's not much else to look forward to this fall. The Indianapolis Colts are unbeaten. That's cool. The Volunteers are just too dreadful to mention. They are playing .500 ball right now. Can't find the end zone.

Basketball is too far off --- and at the end of the day who really cares anyway. Hockey isn't even on the radar.

Guess it's time to get caught up on my reading. There's a new biography of Ted Williams waiting on the shelf. A couple of history books. Maybe a novel or two.

Let's hope that's enough. April is a long ways off.