It’s just gone seven a.m. and while I’m tired I know there is little chance that I will be able to fall asleep again any time soon.
My head is still spinning from the most incredible end to an MLB regular season you could imagine. The lack of sleep isn’t helping with my futile attempt to take it all in, but even if I was wide awake, I would still be shaking my head with disbelief and wondering if this has really happened.
In the early hours of Thursday, the Tampa Bay Rays somehow snatched the American League Wild Card from the Boston Red Sox.Â
At approximately 3 a.m. BST, the Rays were all but finished. The Red Sox led the Baltimore Orioles 3-2, while the Rays trailed 7-0 to the New York Yankees.  As rain stopped play in Baltimore, the Red Sox were able to sit and watch as their potentially devastating September slide appeared to be coming to a happy conclusion.Â
It was also looking more hopeful for the Atlanta Braves. They had joined the Red Sox in tossing away a healthy Wild Card lead over recent weeks. Although the St. Louis Cardinals, their rivals for the NL Wild Card, were on their way to a comfortable win over the Houston Astros, Atlanta were leading the Philadelphia Phillies 3-2. It looked as though the two teams would end the regular season with the same win-loss record, setting up a single-game showdown on Thursday.
Gradually, these likely scenarios were unravelled.
The Braves’ Craig Kimbrel coughed up their lead in the ninth inning to take the game into extras. Meanwhile the Rays were mounting a rally in the bottom of the eighth inning. Three runs had crossed the plate before Evan Longoria hit a three-run homer at approximately 3.20 a.m. to bring the Rays within one run. Twenty minutes later, that outburst was looking like a gallant but ultimately futile attempt to rescue their Wild Card dreams.Â
The Rays were down to their final strike when Dan Johnson hit a line drive down the left-field line that narrowly cleared the fence to tie the game at 7-7. Maybe it would be their night after all? Continue reading