The Year in Sports

I tried to sit down and reflect on the year that was. I tried to scour the depths of my mind, and recall all the great moments in sports for 2008. And the more I thought, the more I realized what an amazing year it was. But, soon panic set in. How would I fit all the amazing events into one post? How would I narrow it down? Believe me, it is not an enviable task.
So I sat down, pen in hand, tapping on the side of my desk, searching for ideas. Surely I should start with the Olympics, no? Michael Phelps winning eight gold medals, Usain Bolt jogging and setting a new world record. The Redeem Team redeeming, and men’s volleyball fighting. I could start with the terrific opening ceremony, that inspired awe, and made the world jealous. Or I could start with Michael Phelps’s mom, who, I think, won over all of our hearts. Too many moments, in a spectacular Olympics.
But wait, there is more. My pen moving faster than I’ve ever seen it, I remembered a night in February. The Super Bowl. The New York Giants beating all odds to beat the unbeaten, invincible, Patriots. Of course, being that I am a die hard Giants fan, this is one of the better moments of my life. But then visions of David Tyree catching with his head, and Eli Manning going to Disney World enter my mind. The Giants shocked us. So I immediately went on to YouTube to see the highlights. I can recall the chills going down my spine when the final whistle blew.
Not a bad start, if I do say so myself. What else? I proceeded to write, yet nothing would come out. But, I heard a clink. Was it the clink of Memphis missing free throws left and right? And Mario Chalmers hitting a three to send it into overtime? I think it was. The scene of the Final Four. The scene of me ripping my bracket up, as I had picked Memphis to win. I’m not sure who felt worse: myself, or Memphis. But was that the best March Madness moment? What about Davidson, and Stephen Curry, slaying giants? I guess the name Davidson is apropos after all.
My mind had stagnated through April and May, finding nothing of significance. With this writers block, I tried take the time to enjoy the holidays. But when I turned on the TV, all I saw was a Celtics-Lakers Christmas. And memories of basketball greatness came flowing in. Memories of KG, Pierce, and Ray Allen, bringing the glory back to Boston, and back to basketball.
A dog outside barked. I could’ve sworn we had talked about underdogs… oh, well we forgot one. The Rays. From worst to first. From worst to World Series. Surely, we won’t forget that it was the Phillies who actually won. Rain and all.
My mind, tired of going back in time, tried to eke out one more memory. I wanted it to be special. Then it hit me. Baseball offseason. CC, AJ, Teixeira. All to the Yankees. Tons of Bostonites screaming. A dream come true for the Yankee fan.
In my quest to recount the year in sports, I know I’ve left out key moments. Like the Brett Favre saga. Or the Detroit Red Wings winning the Cup. Or the Detroit Lions winning nothing. Josh Hamilton hitting the moon at Yankee Stadium. Yankee Stadium saying good bye.
In 365 days, we’ve seen sport moments like no other. And personally, I’m happy I could relieve it all. Happy New Year. We can only hope 2009 will be half as good as 2008.






