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8502120203
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DETROIT FREE PRESS
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851018
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Friday, October 18, 1985
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METRO FINAL
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SPT
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1D
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Photo
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<BYLINE>
MATT ALBOM
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Copyright (c) 1985, Detroit Free Press
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<HEADLINE>
FAMED SEER OF HARDBALL TAKES SWING AT THE SERIES
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Some folks have trouble predicting the future.

  Not me. Predicting is easy for me. Getting it right I find tough.

  But there are moments. A week ago Tuesday, in this very newspaper, I
predicted  that the St. Louis Cardinals  would win their National League
playoff. They did. I predicted five games. It took six. I also predicted that
the Kansas City Royals would win their American League playoff.  They did. I
predicted seven games. And, indeed, it went seven.
  Because of that, I have been swamped with questions about who's going to
win the World Series. Well, maybe not swamped. There one guy  asked.
Actually, he was talking to someone else at the time.
  But indifference never stopped me before. In fact, I will now not only
predict who will win the World Series, I will tell you exactly  how it will
play itself out, one game at a time. 
  "How do you do it?" I hear you ask. It's easy. You put your fingers over
the typewriter, you close your eyes, and . . . 
Meanwhile, in Canada .  . . 
  GAME 1: A miraculous game. Kansas City wins it on a ninth- inning home run.
Unfortunately, not a single reporter is there to tell the world what happened.
They are all stuck in Toronto, trying  to convince the customs officials that
no, they did not purchase any wild plants while in Canada.
  GAME 2: The reporters have shown up, and just in time. St. Louis pitcher
Joaquin Andujar has decided  to speak to the media before the game. Here is
what he says: "You guys are -----, ----, ---,  especially that ----- over
there. And also, -----! and -----! I am Joaquin! You ---!"
  Andujar then takes  the mound and gets shellacked, 17-2.
  GAME 3: The series shifts to St. Louis, and the Cardinals respond with
eight runs in the first inning. Willie McGee and Vince Coleman steal every
base in the park, including those in the storage room. Because there are no
bases left, play is delayed.  Finally, three small fans volunteer to lie in
the dirt and pretend they are bases. The game goes on, but  the Cardinals
steal no more, since they would have to answer to the families. This enables
the Royals to slowly catch up. In the ninth inning, score tied at 8-8, Coleman
hits a dramatic home run, winning  it for the Cards.
  The crowd goes wild. But as Coleman circles the bases, he disappears. No
one can find him. A statewide manhunt is organized. Few people notice the lump
in the infield tarp.
  GAME 4: Without  Coleman, the Cardinals are forced to play Andujar  in left
field. "He can do it," says manager Whitey Herzog, "besides it gets him out of
the dugout."
  Andujar responds, making a  game-saving  catch on a Jim Sundberg line
drive.  St. Louis wins, 5-4. But their celebration is dampened when Ozzie
Smith does a backflip and suddenly disappears. Few people notice the second
lump under  the infield tarp.
Oh, say, can you see? 
  GAME 5: George Brett, having been intentionally walked 17 straight times,
sends up Peter Ueberroth to bat for him. "He already looks like me," says
Brett. "Besides, any fool can take four straight pitches. Even Peter."
Unfortunately, Ueberroth runs after the pitchout, swings and misses three
straight times. Afterward, he refuses a urine test.
  The Cardinals,  meanwhile, are forced to start  62 year-old coach Red
Schoendienst  at shortstop. "We feel Red has the experience to get the job
done," says Herzog. On his first play, Schoendienst calls time-out to  get his
glasses. Kansas City, taking a hint, decides to hit every ball his way. The
game is called after seven hours and the score Royals 112, Cardinals 0. Later,
Schoendienst disappears. Another  lump is spotted in the tarp.
  GAME 6: The series returns to Kansas City, where the Royals hope to wrap it
up. Buddy Biancalana, the KC shortstop, surprises everyone with a grand slam.
His fan club  doubles in size, to six members. But the Cardinals strike back,
scoring a dozen runs in the eighth. "We'll get 'em tomorrow," says KC manager
Dick Howser, who quickly leaves to shoot a "Lucky Charms"  commercial, in
which he plays the leprechaun.
  GAME 7: The game is switched to St. Louis at the last minute because Royals
Stadium is booked for a junior rodeo championship. The tension is thick.  The
crowd is wild. The game goes scoreless until the ninth, when Kansas City's
Steve Balboni gets his first hit in two weeks, a monstrous home run that
clinches the Series, 1-0. Balboni celebrates by  eating two bags of potato
chips simultaneously. "I knew he could do it," says Dan Quisenberry. "How
about that? Two bags!" The mystery of the disappearing players is solved when
the killer tarp tries  to swallow Andujar, then spits him back. "Even a tarp
has taste," it says.
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COLUMN
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