I felt the need to interrupt the long absence of new posts on this blog because I came by a USA Today column from October 13, 1989, headlined
“Seriesly, let the earthquake begin”
It was by Tom Weir, who began, from OAKLAND:
The only local flavor still missing from this Bay Bridge World Series is an earthquake , and the Athletics and Giants just might be capable of rattling one up without Mother Earth’s help.
But the uneasy part about this commuter Series is that with all the hustling and hawking of tickets going on, the supposed “road” team still is going to have thousands of fans packed into the opposition’s stadium.
And despite California’s laid-back reputation, putting San Franciscans and Oaklanders side-by-side is as chancy as setting up Zsa Zsa for a blind date with a traffic cop.
San Francisco might be where the United Nations was founded, but the Bay Area remains a place where the cities are forever divided. . . .
The city of San Francisco began as a mission, and now the Giants are on one. But this Series could be the worst thing that ever happened to Giants owner Bob Lurie’s dream for a new stadium.
Selling voters and taxpayers on the need for a new park is going to be tough if the perfect weather from the playoffs holds. They might start calling it Tan-dlestick.
Meanwhile, if you add up the A’s 99 regular season victories, the Giants’ 92, and four for both teams in the playoffs, the combined Bay Area win total is at 199 and counting.
Saturday, somebody makes it 200.
So bring on that earthquake, Seriesly.
