The Giants and A's were living parallel lives. They both finished one game out last year. They both started four-game series tonight, trailing their opponents in the standings by four games. They both pretty much needed a sweep to avoid elimination. They both need a miracle.
*Click*. Eric Chavez homers. The A's enter the ninth inning trailing 4-3.
*Click*. Bob Dylan explains how he studied other musicians, trying to figure out what made them so good, what they all have in common. He says there's something in their eyes, something that says, "I know something that you don't."
*Click*. The top of the ninth is taking forever in Oakland. A walk, a hit, and a pitching change drags things out. Huston Street gets Juan Rivera to pop out to shortstop, to keep it a one-run game.
*Click*. Flip to the Giants game. The Giants also trail by a run entering the ninth. Trevor Hoffman is in. He gets two outs, runner on first. One out to go.
Then the Giants get their miracle. Randy Winn hits a ball to deep center. It lands in Brian Giles' glove, but when Giles hits the wall, the ball jars loose. Winn ends up on third base. After Omar Vizquel walks, J.T. Snow singles to right, and the Giants lead, 3-2.
*Click*. Will the parallel lives continue? Can the A's get a miracle too?
No such luck. The A's and Giants paths suddenly diverge. K-Rod sets down the A's, 1-2-3.
*Click*. Armando Benitez needs one more out. Ramon Hernandez grounds out to Vizquel.
The Giants' hopes are still alive. The A's are hanging on by the slimmest of threads.
I've been considering going to Tuesday's game. But now that the A's have lost, do I really want to witness the Angels clinch the division? And on the A's home turf? Why set myself up for that kind of pain?
*Click*. Dylan is explaining why he was so prolific in those days. He felt he was exploring something new, something he had never done, nor anyone else.
I will not go down under the ground
'Cause somebody tells me that death's comin' 'round
An' I will not carry myself down to die
When I go to my grave my head will be high,
Let me die in my footsteps
Before I go down under the ground.