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April 01, 2007
Not A Refill For Jobu, But I Hope It Will Do
I had a very strange dream last night - strange, even for me. And, it was related to this blog.
In the dream, I was watching highlights of the 1972 World Series. But, in this World Series, it was not the Reds playing the A's. I do not recall who the National League team was in the "1972 Series" dream highlights that that I was viewing - but, I clearly know that it was the Chicago White Sox who were representing the American League.
Specifically, in the dream, I was witnessing a replay of the final out of the Series - where the White Sox won - which led to a wild on-the-field celebration.
In the "clip" of the post-out madness that was checking out in my dream, Dick Allen (who I suppose was removed for defensive purposes as this was before the D.H.) ran out of the Chicago dugout, sprinting at full speed, towards first base. When he got to the bag, he did a pop-up slide, punched the air with his right fist, and was then quickly mobbed by his teammates. Long, mad, hugs followed for what seemed like forever in the footage. It was a cinematic capture of pure bliss.
Seeing this, in my dream, I quickly realized that I wanted to see the Yankees, this season, have as much passion about reaching their ultimate goal. And, I wanted to blog about this notion. So, still in my dream, I was quickly on my computer - searching YouTube for this footage of Allen sliding into the bag, etc., to include in my blog entry.
This is where my memory of the dream stops. Therefore, I have to assume that I woke-up for a moment - or whatever happens to make you stop a dream.
Still, the dream had some impact - because I did remember it (come the following morning). And, while I realize it was a bogus dream - in the sense that it was about something that never happened - I do feel the same about the "message" therein.
This season, I want to see the Yankees celebrate like crazy, on the field, after they win the World Series. I want to see an emotional release as big as what you saw when the '86 Mets and '04 Red Sox (among others) won. After what the Yankees have been through, post-season-wise, the last three years, following expectations placed on this team, they need to be able to have that release.
Who knows? Maybe, in my dream, Dick Allen is really representing A-Rod? Maybe we will get to see Alex carried away by overwhelming emotion, on the field, after the Yankees win a ring? That would be a sight for sore eyes.
In the interim, while we wait to see what will happen to the Yankees this year, given the fact that there is no YouTube clip of the Dick Allen scene that I dreamt, as it never happened, I will share a still of "Crash" here with the hope that it will suffice - in terms of fulfilling what I felt like I must share, in the blog, during my dream. Perhaps the offering is good karma or something? A man's gotta Jobu, what a man's gotta Jobu, right?
Here goes nothing. Cross your fingers. And, sweet dreams.
Posted by Steve Lombardi at April 1, 2007 09:12 PM