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Root, Root, Root...for the Pirates?

Posted by Koby Doughty October 9, 2013
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Rookie Garret Cole will get the ball for the Pirates in the deciding Game 5 of the NLDS Wed. night.

By Jeff Thitoff

The seasons of the disappointing Reds and the overachieving Indians are over. We’re down to six teams standing. Two teams have punched tickets to the LCS and we’ve got an elimination game tonight and one tomorrow.

Who are you rooting for? More importantly, whom should you be rooting for?

The Pirates.

It’s time. Reach a hand across the aisle and extend it to the annoying Pittsburgh fan in your life.

Pittsburgh fans are not that much different than Cleveland and Cincinnati fans. They all have loyal fan bases and often find themselves competing with teams that have more money and more desirable locations.

The Giants took Bonds, Miami took LeBron and the Dodgers took Eric Davis.

The Pirates have a chance to take down the Yankees of the National League, the hated Cardinals tonight in Game Five. The Bucs then get a chance to knock off the incredibly wealthy Dodgers.

That would be a great story for baseball and will prove that a National League team with a lower payroll can take down Goliath.

If it can’t be the Indians or the Reds to accomplish that task, then we should extend an olive branch to the east and cheer on the Pirates tonight.

It’s time to support that person who wears black and gold all the time, has a Steelers’ tie and posts “RTJR” after each Pirates’ win. By the way, I found out recently that “RTJR” stands for “Raise The Jolly Roger” which is some kind of victory bell ritual at PNC Park.

It’s time to lock arms with that annoying neighbor who has been drinking Yuengling for decades and is always part of the crowd of Penguins fans that overtake Nationwide when they take on the Blue Jackets.

It’s time to embrace that obnoxious co-worker that reminds you all the time that the Steelers have won six Super Bowls and Lemieux TODAY is better than anybody on the CBJ roster and sings “We Are Family” while wagging his or her damn finger like Terry Bradshaw exiting the field after a January victory.

On second thought, screw it.

Go Cardinals.