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Westheim · 11-05-2013, 06:33 PM

Capitals reliever Jeff Hodge is out for the year with shoulder inflammation. He could be ready for Opening Day. He’s only 22 and looks very promising to me.

The scoreboard flashed a few trivia questions before the game, with the biggest stunner being the following: Only one CL team won the season series against POR – which one?

Answer: the Falcons (66-96)!!

As usual, regardless of whether there will be game 7, this post will only contain one game.

1992 WORLD SERIES
Portland Raccoons (99-63) vs. Washington Capitals (99-63)

Game 6 – Kisho Saito vs. Parker Montgomery

The Portland Raccoons have never had an actual match ball game in the World Series. Like I said, we never won three in any World Series. Now going back we were able to send our – over his career – best starter on five days’ rest into game 6, while the Capitals had maybe their #3 guy. Saito had been plagued by low run support this year, plus the bullpen crumbling up his wins.

He’d better pitch a shutout. Salazar – Higgins – O’Morrissey – Kinnear – Hall – Johnston – Osanai – Vinson were tasked with outscoring the Capitals by a run. I was tempted to move up Osanai to #6, but he whiffed a lot. Also whiffing: Daniel Hall had batted .154 in Washington, but also had flown into deep outs a few times. Just a little luck was all he needed. Or ten feet more.

Offense was slow for both teams in the early going. O’Morrissey hit a 2-out double in the first, but Kinnear flew out to deep left.

While Saito pitched very dominating and sat down the Capitals in order the first time through their lineup, he took a chunk out of our threat in the bottom 3rd. Vinson’s leadoff single brought up Saito and he failed to lay down a good bunt, getting Vinson forced at second. Salazar followed by walking, so we weren’t dead yet (in fact, Saito’s fielder’s choice was now irrelevant).

Higgins came up, sending a 2-0 pitch to deep center. Rodriguez was racing after it, but couldn’t get it – OFF THE WALL!! Salazar held at third base, and the first run was in! 1-0 Coons! A so far tense crowd burst into cheers. O-Mo made it 2-0 with a sac fly.

Bring it on, Kisho. There was a Japanese bringing it on in the top 4th, but it was Yoshihito Ito, playing second in place of Atilano. He doubled to deep left ending the perfect line for Saito, but Saito popped up Brown and punched out Rivera. End of inning. Through five, Saito had punched out six while allowing two hits.

Saito’s vest remained untainted in a 1-2-3 sixth, but the score was still 2-0. Wade had been far ahead. What would we do in an eighth, ninth inning in a 2-0 game? Go to Lagarde, West? Neither had been free of blemish the last four weeks.

Maybe a little more offense could move us ahead. Kinnear led off the bottom 6th with a double. Hall came up, having whiffed twice against Montgomery. People rose to their feet, cheering and clapping and chanting for him. Hall didn’t get a chance to hit. Montgomery threw him junk and he never took the bait, walking on four pitches.

Johnston came up next and rammed a liner over Ennio Sabre – OFF THE WALL, KINNEAR IS COMIN’ ROUND THIRD – IT’S AN RBI DOUBLE!!!

3-0 Coons, two in scoring position, no outs, the park was rocking. Osanai scored Hall with a sac fly, Johnston to third, and he scored on Vinson’s single, 5-0. One out only still, and Saito singled up the middle as the Capitals threw in ex-Coon Carlos Reyes in his first appearance of the series.

5-0 and nine outs to go for the history books. Saito had only 64 pitches on his odometer and while he needed 16 in the seventh, surrendering a full-count single to Rivera, he chopped off another three outs. Six to go. Saito surrendered hard contact twice in the eighth, but Kinnear and Johnston made the plays and the Capitals were running out of - … well, outs.

Nobody was sitting down anymore. Fans had waited for this a long time. Sixteen years in the making, one of cruel fairy tales was heading towards a happy ending. Otero faced Johnston, Osanai, and Vinson in the bottom 8th, making three quick outs. It didn’t stop the cheering and chanting a bit. There were a few loud heartbeats among it, too (I can attest for at least one).

96 pitches into his day at work, there was no question whether Saito would come back out. He had been dominant all day. He would face Ito, Brown, and Rivera in the ninth.

Yoshihito Ito swung at the first pitch and doubled over Kinnear in deep left. The party would take a bit longer to start, it seemed. Brown came up and took a 3-1 pitch over the wall.

Silence? For a moment, it was very quiet.

Obivously, Grant West came in now to relieve Saito. We were still up by three with three outs to be collected. Rivera, Sabre, Andresen. Rivera took a close pitch for a ball, then got one to his liking, but grounded out to Higgins. Two to go. The chanting was back, only more intense. DE-MON! DE-MON! DE-MON!

Sabre was next. 0-3 in the game, he worked a full count and finally walked. The tying run in Fred Rodgers appeared in the on-deck circle. Andresen had to get on, though. He was batting .190 in the playoffs and probably had it a bit with the nerves. He aggressively went after West’s first pitch. UP IT GOES!! But it didn’t get far, O-Mo hustling into foul ground as it descended again. HE’S GOT IT!!!

DE-MON! DE-MON! DE-MON!

Grant West vs. Fred Rodgers. West’s first pitch was swung at and was a very poor grounder hobbling between the mound and the left foul line. O’Morrissey was playing deep, but West sprung off the mound, agile like a cat, not looking 35 years old at all. West picked it up, turned, threw to Osanai. Rodgers was not even close.

THE RACCOONS WIN THE WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP!!!!!

I CAN’T BELIEVE IT!!!!!

As the fireworks shot up from behind the centerfield scoreboard, the Raccoons dugout and bullpen emptied in a hurry, players and personnel streaming out to crowd both West and Saito, and Kinnear, and O-Mo, and they all became a giant mesh of arms, hopping up and down.

The fans hopped up and down alike. The sound system blasted rock music into the crowd. Axxis screamed into the ecstatic crowd: Touch the rainbow/ and your dreams come true/ spread your wings/ and feel the breath of the wind! Fireworks, metallic rock, a berzerk crowd. The old ballpark withstood it with ease, breathing a deep sigh of relief as well.

Raccoons 5, Capitals 2 – Higgins 2-4, 2B, RBI; Johnston 2-4, 2B, RBI; Vinson 2-4, RBI; Saito 8.0 IP, 6 H, 2 R, 2 ER, 0 BB, 8 K, W (2-0); West 1.0 IP, 0 H, 0 R, 1 BB, 0 K, SV (2);

1992 WORLD CHAMPIONS
PORTLAND RACCOONS
(1st title)

11-05-2013, 06:33 PM	#667
Westheim Hall Of Famer Join Date: Apr 2012 Location: Germany Posts: 13,825	Capitals reliever Jeff Hodge is out for the year with shoulder inflammation. He could be ready for Opening Day. He’s only 22 and looks very promising to me. The scoreboard flashed a few trivia questions before the game, with the biggest stunner being the following: Only one CL team won the season series against POR – which one? Answer: the Falcons (66-96)!! As usual, regardless of whether there will be game 7, this post will only contain one game. 1992 WORLD SERIES Portland Raccoons (99-63) vs. Washington Capitals (99-63) Game 6 – Kisho Saito vs. Parker Montgomery The Portland Raccoons have never had an actual match ball game in the World Series. Like I said, we never won three in any World Series. Now going back we were able to send our – over his career – best starter on five days’ rest into game 6, while the Capitals had maybe their #3 guy. Saito had been plagued by low run support this year, plus the bullpen crumbling up his wins. He’d better pitch a shutout. Salazar – Higgins – O’Morrissey – Kinnear – Hall – Johnston – Osanai – Vinson were tasked with outscoring the Capitals by a run. I was tempted to move up Osanai to #6, but he whiffed a lot. Also whiffing: Daniel Hall had batted .154 in Washington, but also had flown into deep outs a few times. Just a little luck was all he needed. Or ten feet more. Offense was slow for both teams in the early going. O’Morrissey hit a 2-out double in the first, but Kinnear flew out to deep left. While Saito pitched very dominating and sat down the Capitals in order the first time through their lineup, he took a chunk out of our threat in the bottom 3rd. Vinson’s leadoff single brought up Saito and he failed to lay down a good bunt, getting Vinson forced at second. Salazar followed by walking, so we weren’t dead yet (in fact, Saito’s fielder’s choice was now irrelevant). Higgins came up, sending a 2-0 pitch to deep center. Rodriguez was racing after it, but couldn’t get it – OFF THE WALL!! Salazar held at third base, and the first run was in! 1-0 Coons! A so far tense crowd burst into cheers. O-Mo made it 2-0 with a sac fly. Bring it on, Kisho. There was a Japanese bringing it on in the top 4th, but it was Yoshihito Ito, playing second in place of Atilano. He doubled to deep left ending the perfect line for Saito, but Saito popped up Brown and punched out Rivera. End of inning. Through five, Saito had punched out six while allowing two hits. Saito’s vest remained untainted in a 1-2-3 sixth, but the score was still 2-0. Wade had been far ahead. What would we do in an eighth, ninth inning in a 2-0 game? Go to Lagarde, West? Neither had been free of blemish the last four weeks. Maybe a little more offense could move us ahead. Kinnear led off the bottom 6th with a double. Hall came up, having whiffed twice against Montgomery. People rose to their feet, cheering and clapping and chanting for him. Hall didn’t get a chance to hit. Montgomery threw him junk and he never took the bait, walking on four pitches. Johnston came up next and rammed a liner over Ennio Sabre – OFF THE WALL, KINNEAR IS COMIN’ ROUND THIRD – IT’S AN RBI DOUBLE!!! 3-0 Coons, two in scoring position, no outs, the park was rocking. Osanai scored Hall with a sac fly, Johnston to third, and he scored on Vinson’s single, 5-0. One out only still, and Saito singled up the middle as the Capitals threw in ex-Coon Carlos Reyes in his first appearance of the series. 5-0 and nine outs to go for the history books. Saito had only 64 pitches on his odometer and while he needed 16 in the seventh, surrendering a full-count single to Rivera, he chopped off another three outs. Six to go. Saito surrendered hard contact twice in the eighth, but Kinnear and Johnston made the plays and the Capitals were running out of - … well, outs. Nobody was sitting down anymore. Fans had waited for this a long time. Sixteen years in the making, one of cruel fairy tales was heading towards a happy ending. Otero faced Johnston, Osanai, and Vinson in the bottom 8th, making three quick outs. It didn’t stop the cheering and chanting a bit. There were a few loud heartbeats among it, too (I can attest for at least one). 96 pitches into his day at work, there was no question whether Saito would come back out. He had been dominant all day. He would face Ito, Brown, and Rivera in the ninth. Yoshihito Ito swung at the first pitch and doubled over Kinnear in deep left. The party would take a bit longer to start, it seemed. Brown came up and took a 3-1 pitch over the wall. Silence? For a moment, it was very quiet. Obivously, Grant West came in now to relieve Saito. We were still up by three with three outs to be collected. Rivera, Sabre, Andresen. Rivera took a close pitch for a ball, then got one to his liking, but grounded out to Higgins. Two to go. The chanting was back, only more intense. DE-MON! DE-MON! DE-MON! Sabre was next. 0-3 in the game, he worked a full count and finally walked. The tying run in Fred Rodgers appeared in the on-deck circle. Andresen had to get on, though. He was batting .190 in the playoffs and probably had it a bit with the nerves. He aggressively went after West’s first pitch. UP IT GOES!! But it didn’t get far, O-Mo hustling into foul ground as it descended again. HE’S GOT IT!!! DE-MON! DE-MON! DE-MON! Grant West vs. Fred Rodgers. West’s first pitch was swung at and was a very poor grounder hobbling between the mound and the left foul line. O’Morrissey was playing deep, but West sprung off the mound, agile like a cat, not looking 35 years old at all. West picked it up, turned, threw to Osanai. Rodgers was not even close. THE RACCOONS WIN THE WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP!!!!! I CAN’T BELIEVE IT!!!!! As the fireworks shot up from behind the centerfield scoreboard, the Raccoons dugout and bullpen emptied in a hurry, players and personnel streaming out to crowd both West and Saito, and Kinnear, and O-Mo, and they all became a giant mesh of arms, hopping up and down. The fans hopped up and down alike. The sound system blasted rock music into the crowd. Axxis screamed into the ecstatic crowd: Touch the rainbow/ and your dreams come true/ spread your wings/ and feel the breath of the wind! Fireworks, metallic rock, a berzerk crowd. The old ballpark withstood it with ease, breathing a deep sigh of relief as well. Raccoons 5, Capitals 2 – Higgins 2-4, 2B, RBI; Johnston 2-4, 2B, RBI; Vinson 2-4, RBI; Saito 8.0 IP, 6 H, 2 R, 2 ER, 0 BB, 8 K, W (2-0); West 1.0 IP, 0 H, 0 R, 1 BB, 0 K, SV (2); 1992 WORLD CHAMPIONS PORTLAND RACCOONS (1st title) Attached Images __________________ Portland Raccoons, 92 years of excell-.... of baseball: Furballs here! 1983 * 1989 * 1991 * 1992 * 1993 * 1995 * 1996 * 2010 * 2017 * 2018 * 2019 * 2026 * 2028 * 2035 * 2037 * 2044 * 2045 * 2046 * 2047 * 2048 * 2051 * 2054 * 2055 * 2061 1 OSANAI : 2 POWELL : 7 NOMURA \| RAMOS : 8 REECE : 10 BROWN : 15 HALL : 27 FERNANDEZ : 28 CASAS : 31 CARMONA : 32 WEST : 39 TONER : 46 SAITO Resident Mets Cynic - The Mets from 1962 onwards, here. Last edited by Westheim; 11-05-2013 at 06:37 PM.