Man. What a ride.
I remember watching Spring Training games in March, wondering if and how this team would replace the production of Ervin Santana. I remember getting swept by the Astros. I remember thinking in July, here we go again.
Boy, was I wrong.
The 2014 Kansas City Royals did for me what no other team has ever done. Not only did I experience October baseball for the first time since my memory was formed, I experienced it for an entire month. I witnessed my team, as the wildcard team, win 8 straight posteason games for the first time in Major League Baseball history. And they’ve been playing baseball for a hot minute. I witnessed the most emotional, monumental comeback in a playoff game that I have ever seen. I witnessed guys who struggled throughout the season step up and make history. I witnessed my favorite player, Lorenzo Cain, show the entire country just what a badass he is. I witnessed so many firsts, and I loved every minute of it.
Last night hurt. Being 90 feet away from a tie in the bottom of the 9th hurt. Being so close and falling just short hurt. I wanted it so bad. It hurt for me, but it hurt so much more for the players.
But I woke up this morning feeling so unbelievably proud of my team. I can’t remember another team I’ve loved this much. Maybe it’s because it’s the most recent memory, but I think it’s much more than that. There isn’t a single unlikable guy on this team, and in professional sports today, that’s virtually unheard of. This is a team full of genuinely great guys, who love each other as much as they love baseball. They were an absolute joy to watch throughout the entire postseason. They brought baseball back to Kansas City in a way it hasn’t been in 29 years.
If anyone ever asks me what my single favorite team in sports history is, my answer will no doubt be the 2014 Kansas City Royals.
114 days until pitchers and catchers report to spring training. Let’s go Royals.