Until this weekend, I really never thought that anything would top this game. But I was wrong.
What can one say about a game in which the following occurred?:
The Stros came back from a 6-1 deficit with only four outs left in the game.
Superstar Lance Berkman lighting a fuse to the Minute Maid Park crowd that exploded when he hit a grand salami — the second one in the game, following the Braves’ Adam LaRoche‘s 3rd inning bomb — to bring the Stros improbably within a run of the lead in the bottom of the 8th inning:
With the Stros within an out of returning to Atlanta for a Game 5 of the series, light-hitting Brad Ausmus — probably the weakest hitting regular National League player over the past five years — ripped a line drive yak to deep left-center (only his fourth home run of the season) that landed about an inch above the yellow home-run line and just a couple of inches beyond the Braves centerfielder Andruw Jones‘ outstretched glove;
Rookie Luke Scott — who was the Stros’ hottest hitter coming out of spring training but who eventually was farmed back to AAA Round Rock for another season of minor league training — coaxing a key walk during the 8th inning rally and then coming within inches of winning the game in the 10th with his own walk-off yak;
The Stros using all of their position players so that burly backup catcher Raul Chavez ended up playing first base;
Every available pitcher in the Stros’ bullpen pitching a total of 13 and 2rds innings and giving up just one run;
Dan Wheeler pitching three innings of masterful relief — his longest stint of the season — almost on fumes by the end the 15th inning;
As the last Stros pitcher available, 43 year-old Roger Clemens taking hold of his exhausted team and pulling them across the finish line with incredibly unyielding will and three innings of one hit relief pitching; and
25 year-old Chris Burke — a potentially solid National League regular player who has accepted a part-time role on the club while a future Hall of Famer plays out his string at Burke’s primary position — pounding his first walk-off tater of his young career to end the longest Major League Baseball playoff game in history.
Remarkably, Sunday’s already legendary game overshadowed an excellent Saturday night game before the biggest crowd in the history of Minute Maid Park in which Roy O held the Braves at bay until the Stros exploded for four runs against the Braves’ bullpen in the bottom of the 7th to put the game away.
So, the Stros have now vanquished the Braves in the playoffs for the second straight season, at least partially removing some of the sting of losing Atlanta three straight times in the playoffs earlier during the Stros’ Biggio-Bagwell era. This series was an odd one that turned out to be much higher scoring than anticipated, although the clubs ended up having a couple of close, low-scoring affairs in their final two games of the series — they just decided to count those two games as one legendary, 18-inning game to close out the series.
Now, what does this club do for an encore? It’s off to St. Louis again for a rematch of last season’s gut-wrenching National League Championship Series with the Cardinals in which the Stros came within a game of their first World Series. The first game will likely be on Wednesday night with the Stros’ Andy Pettitte facing Redbirds’ ace, Chris Carpenter. I will post a more thorough analysis of the Stros-Cards series later in the week.
Like, after I catch my breath!
Makes a guy want to take back all the bad things he’s ever said about Brad Ausmus!
Close, but not quite. ;^)
Nineteen years ago this fall (has it really been that long?), I was lucky enough to attend Game 6 of the classic playoff series between the ‘Stros and the Mets. That still ranks as the best sporting event that I have witnessed personally, with all the highs and lows that game had. Mike Scott and his scuff ball waiting in the wings for Game 7. The Astros and Bob “Tater” Knepper taking a 3-0 lead into 9th inning. The Mets tying it up in the 9th, and then taking a lead in extra innings, only to have Billy Hatcher tie it up again in the bottom of the inning. The Mets put up a 3 spot in the top of the 16th. The Astros get 2 runs back in the bottom of the 16th, only to have Kevin Bass strike out with the tying run on 2nd base. Wow. What a game.
And now, that classic has been outdone by the “double header” played continuously on Sunday. Berkman’s grand slam in the 8th, followed by Ausmus’ dinger in the 9th (is he the Braves’ equivalent of Bucky F***in’ Dent, as known to Red Sox fans?) Three strong innings of relief by the Rocket (like he needs to do more to get into the Hall of Fame?). And then the walk-off winner. Wow. What a better game!
Congrats to the Astros. Now get over it, and kick some Cardinal butt!
Bob, how do you remember all those details from the ’86 Mets game? All I remember is (a) they quit selling beer in the seventh inning, and (b) between the loss and dehydration, I went home with the second biggest headache I ever had.
Hopefully, when Roger retires, the ‘Stros will keep him in the organization to give bunting practice in spring training.