Discussion created by bkerea66 on Apr 9, 2013

My most memorable experience of the true thrill of major league baseball was on September 25, 1986 in the Houston Astrodome.  The Astros were one game away from clinching the National League West Division championship...something they hadn't done in a very long time.  Mike Scott with his blazing (and somewhat controversial) split-fingered fast ball were on the mound against the San Francisco Giants.  Scott was having a great year having struck out 10 or more batters in 11 games.  Tonight was to be no different as batter after batter was retired to the dugout by Scott.  Inning after inning and strikeout after strikeout the tension in the stadium mounted as the anticipation of a possible "no-hitter" grew.  By the 8th inning it had become an expectation as the fans cheered and chanted with every strike thrown.  The "K's" continued to be draped over the railings and by the 9th inning, you couldn't hear or talk due to the roar of the crowd....so you just screamed like everyone else.  Then, with 2 outs, Will Clark hits a bouncer towards the gap between 1st and 2nd base.  Glenn Davis makes the grab and it's now a race to the bag.  There is a palpable, mass inhalation and holding of breath as the fan's watch Davis touch the bag with arms upraised in victory.  Scott, jumping for joy like a little boy, is mauled by his teammates in exuberant celebration.   The roar in the stadium can only be compared to standing next to the jet engines of a 747.  I truly wondered if the "Dome" would collapse as we stomped and jumped in exhilaration in the concrete aisles.  What an experience, what a rush, what a game!