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August 5, 2012: Over

Diablos Rojos del México 3 Sultanes de Monterrey 13
7:00pm Friday August 3, 2012
Time: 3:38
Attendance: 9,583

Diablos Rojos del México 13 Sultanes de Monterrey 14
4:00pm Saturday August 4, 2012
Time: 4:45
Attendance: 9,175

The 2012 season is over for the Diablos Rojos del México. They did brilliantly in the second half of the season to claw their way into fourth place to get to the playoffs for the 30th straight year. They were swept by the division winners Sultanes de Monterrey in the Mexican equivalent of the Division Series. Sultanes had home field advantage, and won the first two games, 6-2 and 6-5. Game three, on Friday, was in Mexico City, and Monterrey won 13-3 off 20 hits, three walks and a couple of Diablos errors. Game four was nuts. Tied at 3-3 going into the third, Monterrey went to town, scoring nine runs. After the last out of that half inning, the Diablos were booed off the field. Thankfully for the players, the cheerleading Diablitas came out straight away, and those boos turned to cheers, cos there's nothing like girls in not-many clothes to take your mind off things. In the bottom of the third, the Diablos put up five runs. 12-8. Three innings of baseball: a smidge over two hours, 25 hits, 20 runs, seven pitchers. A couple more runs for Monterrey, one in the fourth, one in the sixth, then the Diablos added five more over the course of the sixth, seventh, and eighth. 14-13. Jesus Lopez singled to lead off the bottom of the ninth. A fly out to left, a fly out to right, and leadoff hitter, and probably the Diablos best player, at least my favourite, Leo Heras is up. I played it out in my head. A home run over the right field fence. The players played it out for real, and Heras flied out to left. Game over, series over, season over.

It was sad, but not that bad. They gave it a good effort after the horrible third inning, and you can't ask for more than that. It's going to be strange, though, to not be at Foro Sol again until March next year. Sometimes, being there drives me nuts. But there are good people there. There's a nice small community of people, and I will miss some of those people over the coming months. When the Diablos were swept in the Serie del Rey last season, I took the subway to a friend's house. Changing lines, I stood on the platform and saw an old fella on the other side in a Diablos cap. We didn't make eye contact or anything. This season, at the same platform, I saw a guy around my age in a Diablos cap on the other side. He held his arms out a little, and shrugged his shoulder. I smiled and give him the thumbs up. He twirled his fingers horizontally in front of him, like "next time." I nodded my head, and we both smiled. It was a nice way for the season to end.