There is usally a major lull in the summer sports season. I love baseball, but it doesn't get really interesting until late August, and let's face it- football leads to college basketball, and the best commercials during March Madness are the teases of "a tradition unlike any other". However once the green jacket is awarded in Augusta, even die hard sports fans feel a little down. "What am I going to look forward to now?" we ask ourselves. The summer of 2008 has been special. My Red Wings were able to bring the Stanley Cup back to hockeytown in June...and then sports got even better.
Tiger Woods thrives on staying a leg up on the competition, but little did we realize he spotted the field a leg, and still stole the show. US Open Saturday's back nine of two eagles and a greenside hole out, left my jaw opened wider than Dick Vitale in the dentist chair. Sunday wasn't bad either, and work got in the way of seeing the great effort of Rocco in Monday's playoff, but what a championship!!!!!
Then there was Wimbledon. Federer-Nadal. Wow! The greatest tennis match ever played. The best of the best, on the biggest stage, the reigning champion having every chance to just give up, came up with all the right shots in all the right spots, and the youngster would not be denied what we've seen coming for a few years. Break points denied. Aces. Winners. Long rallies. Gets. Rain delays. Tie breakers. Drama and darkness. A "victory" lap for the runner up? Incredible and well deserved. Surely summer sports had given us all it had, right?
No, there was Josh Hamilton belting home run after home run, after home run, after home run, after home run in a derby for the ages...there were 15 innings of all star play, and don't look now, but a 53 year old Shark is one shot back in the British Open...
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