World Series Was More Than A Game


The World Series. Baseball's finest hour. Seven games that led to a final pitch, that last base hit that scored the winning run, the fat lady's concluding aria.

And, it couldn't have come at a better time.

For nearly two months, Americans have struggled to return to normalcy trying to find some adequate substitute for a redefined, more cautious existence.

While Attorney General John Ashcroft continued to spout off like Chicken Little, warning of impending doom and gloom, we lived day by day, waiting for the other shoe to drop.

And, for nearly two months, heroes have surfaced out of the rubble ... New York City firefighters and police officers, rescue workers and ordinary citizens who not only survived the terrorists' attack on our freedom, but helped others survive as well.

In the midst of our rebuilding, we also found heroes in the outfield two baseball teams that exemplified the indomitable spirit of American freedom.

More than 30 million people around the world were glued to their TVs Sunday night, watching the grand finale of America's favorite pastime. Forgotten at least for a short time were the air strikes, the ground troops, the hatred felt for a despicable act.

Instead, we watched our own beloved warriors battle with bats and gloves, and with each pitch, we felt their reassurance that life, indeed, goes on.

This was not just another baseball game. As the Arizona Diamondbacks battled the New York Yankees, the new kids on the diamond proved that dreams endure and hope can be restored.

And the American way of life will survive.

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