Mark Buehrle makes me happy

April 19th, 2007 | Posted by PostmanR

If it wasn’t so near and dear to my heart, I wouldn’t have touched on the Buehrle no-hitter this morning — namely because blogs I’m sure you’ve already visited today have opined on it much better than I could ever hope. (Also, this makes like 4,000 videos stacked on top of each other over at these parts. Sorry.)

Anyways, I’ve been racking my brain since I’ve arisen this morning and I can’t think of another happenstance in major professional sports that brings out the joy and euphoria a no-hitter does. Not the hat trick in hockey. Football has nothing. Basketball? Nope. Sure, all-time records may be broken in other sports and the crowd will acknowledge those feats of greatness; but I can think of nothing else in sports where a seemingly no-name player can carve his name into the history books with an accolade such as this. (I’m a bit groggy, so let me know if I’m wrong on this one.)

I didn’t happen to catch the game live, (being out of the regional market can do that to me) but I happened across the highlights shortly thereafter at a bar last night. And, it brought me back to Chicago’s World Series title in ‘05 — a run I had to watch at bars in London when I was studying abroad. Games that started at 7 p.m. or 8 p.m. at night on the East Coast started at 1 a.m. or 2 a.m. in London. It was quite taxing on the body at times — especially when I had to be up at 8:30 the next morning. But there I was out all night (literally, all night) solely to root for my team. It’s an experience I’ll never forget and I wouldn’t trade it for the world. (However, I would trade it for the ability to fly and be invisible. Don’t judge; you’d do the same.)

And well, reflecting back on all that made for a good rest of the night. So, my hat is off to you, Mr. Buehrle.

Thanks to our homie Fornelli for the sweet video of his T.V.