Entering a new world of pain
Posted on June 12th, 2007 – 12:59 PMBy Michael Rand
It’s probably fun for a lot of you right about now. Atlanta is coming to town, meaning it’s time to reminisce about the 1991 World Series. But as has been mentioned here before, that Series brings us no joy — only complete anguish (Mark Lemke aside). As people sat around the office yesterday trying to recall specific details, we could fill in all the painstaking gaps. Yes, Lonnie Smith was the baserunner whose baserunning gaffe (along with some atrocious clutch hitting by the meat of the Braves’ order later on that inning) kept Atlanta from scoring in Game 7. It was on an opposite-field drive by Terry Pendleton (batting left-handed, being a switch-hitter going against righty Jack Morris) into the left-center gap, and everyone in the world knew it was not going to be caught. John Smoltz was the starting pitcher for the Braves that game. Alejandro Pena was on the hill when Gene Larkin’s stupid fly ball ended it all. So we’ll let you have some fun in the comments talking about how great 1991 was. Our favorite memory of 1991 came in 1995 when the Braves became the only team we have ever rooted for that actually won anything of consequence.


