Today, October 26th, is the 20th anniversary of Game 6.
The sting of that infamous late-inning meltdown way back in 2002 has been numbed and balmed by the three even-year wins in the past decade—but re-living that 5-run lead collapse and the first World Series championship in nearly 50 years fumble from the Giants’ grasp as wealthy Lucille Bluths shake their bejeweled wrists, banging noise makers from their luxury boxes, while Mickey Mouse multi-millionaires wave stuffed monkeys in the air is still hard to stomach.
How is it that the California Los Angeles Angels of Orange County Anaheim—who have never been assured enough as a team to even locate themselves within their state—beat Barry Bonds and Jeff Kent and our San Francisco Giants?