Who would've thunk it? These days, almost all his extra bases come down the left field line, and almost all of his production comes at home.
So even those among us who thought Biggio would come through after Lamb got robbed would never have guessed homer to left-center. Single to right? Sure. Double down the line? You bet your ass. But a homer that sailed over the center-left gap? No way.
We all thought it was a sac-fly at first, but thank goodness it had the extra oomph it needed to carry itself just past the leaping Billy Hall
We know he's just a shadow of what he once was. He still hustles, yes. Hell, he still hustled in Spring Training if you can believe that. Craig Biggio has never gotten lazy the way some of the others have.
But his skills have eroded. He ain't what he was. We wish he were, he wishes he were, no doubt. But he ain't.
Rooting for Craig Biggio is tougher than it used to be. It's an exercise with limited returns. So when he pulls off something like he did tonight, something clutch to the extreme, something improbable and wonderful, it's doubly meaningful.
It works on its own, for tonight. But the resonance is with something deeper, and something older. You could see the shadows on the wall tonight, see the shadows of a time when Craig Biggio wasn't busy exercising his well-earned right to hang on and collect his 3000 hits, of a time when he simply helped his teams in more ways, and more often, than any other player in baseball. He's no longer that, but on this one night, he did more than anyone else in this one game to win it.
That is more than good enough for right now, and it was great to see.
|September 14, 1989||at Dodgers||2nd||John Wetteland||Craig Reynolds
|July 24, 1994||vs. Pittsburgh||5th||Jon Lieber||Kevin Bass
|April 20, 2007||at Milwaukee||9th||Greg Aquino||Chris Burke