I’d say that they show up at my home every fourth week of September but that’s not true. First off, they’ve only showed up five of the last eight Septembers. And second, they actually don’t just show up. Rather, a FedEx-branded post-it on my door bears a barcode and a goose chase to follow to get the prize. Some tracking checks, phone calls, and drives to the FedEx office later, I have them: A perforated sheet of every possible postseason game the A’s might play this year. They sparkle with possibility, they tantalize with hope…they torment.
Many years, many unused tickets. Do I set them aflame in the kettle grill I won’t be packing up again? Dangle them in a kinetic mobile, catching the wind and nothing else? Slide them unceremoniously into the recycling bin? Keep them, half Santayana, half Sisyphus? It doesn’t matter. Long after the pulp slurry of so many unused and unusable tickets is gone, the dashed hopes burn on like a tire fire.
But one of these years. Oh, yes. One of these years we’ll progress…WC begats DS, DS begats LCS, LCS begats WS! In an alternate universe some A’s fan has already used the improbable World Series Home Game 4 ticket.
Maybe this universe. Maybe this year. Where some see glossy cardstock I see hope. And I ain’t just whistling past the graveyard neither. I do believe it will happen again someday. Someday soon! Hell, it’s happened four times in my life so far, and 30 years since the last one, so we are hella overdue. The postman will deliver. The Hayward fault will rupture. Beards will fall back out of style. And our cardstock dreams will come true.
Could be a quiet game thread on FK tonight, with many of us among the 50,000+ redeeming our ticket for the chance to redeem more tickets, and ourselves, and our town. Let’s do this A’s. Let’s Go, Oakland."Kraut will get you through times of no money better than money will get you through times of no kraut."