There is nothing quite like sports to capture the highs and lows of life. Yesterday my wife and I went to the new Giants Stadium (hard to judge as we had good seats) to witness Navy run through and over Notre Dame. Being a fan of the Fighting Irish since birth, the game was a complete disaster. The Midshipmen dominated the action. But being that it was college football, we had plenty of fun tailgating with friends including long-time supporters of this blog Jim Johnson and Steve Feeley.
And in true sports fashion, the low of the afternoon was erased by the evening as the San Francisco Giants nipped the Philadelphia Phillies 3-2 to win the National League pennant. Like Notre Dame, the Giants are a team I root for because of my father. And so it was great to see a team given little chance of winning, emerge victorious against the two-time defending NL champs. And so even though another Notre Dame season appears lost, the Giants are four wins away from an improbable championship--their first since 1954. They were given little chance that year too.
Go Giants!
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