Can’t say I’m the happiest one with the Jays losing out on Friday. I happened to be on a plane to LAX at the time so I couldn’t even watch the game live and even had to purchase wifi on the plane which was like 0.00001KBps/second. Overall, it wasn’t exactly the watching experience I wanted but I still got to see it, in some way, I guess?
I’ve always been a passionate watcher of the Jays but this year it was something completely different. Having the entire country supporting one team was something unbelievable to be a part of. The economy in Canada is at a pretty intense low point right now. I’m an Alberta resident so with oil at half of the price it should be, I can tell you first hand that the overall vibe in the country is not something the Brady Bunch would love.
I really do think we needed something for us to hope for. I really do think that the people of Canada needed something to have a little faith in. It sounds ridiculous but even something as small as our only MLB team could really bring the entire country together. Nothing groups a nation into one, more than a passion to win for their name. The idea that Canada could bring home the Commissioner’s trophy was a fantasy that was suddenly a possibility and yes, as much as a passion to win brings a country together, it’s even stronger when it’s against the USA.
The entire team was something special; each player connecting to the North in whatever way possible.
Dickey’s interactions with his longtime supporters.
Bautista’s permanent and deliberate intensity.
Donaldson’s inability to play less than 150%.
Pillar’s ability to fly.
Tulowitzki’s clutch hits.
Revere’s unbelievable speed.
Price’s concrete mentality and attitude.
Kawasaki in general.
My mother once called one of my brother’s teams magical. For myself, I never really understood that. It was just a team wasn’t it? Like any other team he had been on? Why was this one any different? I look back on it now and in all honesty I can see it. The team was talented; every member was exceptionally skilled. The team was passionate and had a will to win everything they possibly could. What I really think added that spark to this group wasn’t those things though, it was the relationships between the boys, the coaches and even the families. After that summer, I don’t think any of our lives were the same. As cliche as it sounds, that team really changed everyone involved with it and I truly think that’s the same situation as the 2015 Toronto Blue Jays. This team was magical. This team was something different than it had ever been before. The late additions and the late bloomers only added to a whirl wind of what the season would become. I cannot say I have ever felt the way I have watching this team before than I had this year.
Basically, witnessing born and raised westerners supporting an east coast ball club is something you don’t see often but when you do, it’s quite the sight.