Buster Posey is as good as advertised. I’m sorry, but that’s the truth. It’s not that he’s young, and hip, and plays in a super cool city and has blonde hair and a great tush (which he does), it’s that he’s really this crazy good. He’s a strong defensive catcher, and that .336/.408/.549 line this year, yeah, that may turn out to be career highs only because very few players, especially catchers, ever put up numbers like that twice. All Hail Buster Posey, second greatest Posey of all time (just behind Parker who, until Buster appears in a Christopher Guest film, will always remain number one.)
So with the Giants leading 2-0 and the bases loaded against Mat Latos, it’s fitting that it was Posey who would hit the grand slam that would prove necessary in the Giants eventual 6-4 victory. The playoffs are all about singular moments that become etched into our minds and when the Giants, only the sixth team since the advent of the Wild Card to come back from a 2-0 series deficit, are pushed forward in the playoffs because of their best player, the one who hit .348/.411/.561 after Melky Cabrera was suspended, it all ties together very nicely. Hell, the Giants series reads like a Matt Christopher book, you know, the one about the catcher who was really good and the team that surprised a lot of people and won a lot of games.
Oh, yeah, and I also came up with a bunch of great grand slam calls for Posey in the future:
- Don’t leave Buster alone with the juice!
- June is Bustering out all over
- Excuse me, ma’m, but you have a lovely Buster.
- Did someone spill the peanuts? Better get out the DustBuster.
For the Reds, they’ll have nothing but regrets, wondering if they should have started Mat Latos over Mike Leake in game four or how different things would be if Scott Rolen didn’t bobble that ball. But baseball is weird and crazy and exciting and this game and series was composed of hundreds of little moments that make for best-selling sports bios in a few decades. Sadly, the Reds will only be a supporting character in that book.
Should the A’s battle back from their own 2-0 deficit, I’d have to imagine that fate has decided to give us a rematch of the 1989 World Series, hopefully as an apology for the terrifying earthquakes. With the Giants moving on to face either the Cardinals or Nationals, I would also assume that Tim Lincecum will be rightfully reinserted into the playoff rotation, his ability to befuddle hitters fresh on Bruce Bochy’s mind, making this a redemption tale, too.