Tomorrow, before the A's game at 1 p.m., I suggest you go buy a six pack of Molson Canadian beer, crank up the Avril Levigne or Alanis Morrissette, punch in a taped copy of the 1987 Canada Cup Final or just find a maple leaf lying on the ground and say "thank you for Rich Harden."
We celebrate Canada tonight, because without Harden's remarkably mature performance, the Oakland Athletics would be hurting right now. Instead of two games up on the Angels with Redman going tomorrow and Off-the-Mark Mulder on Sunday, the A's have a bigger cushion. A most important cushion.
After going into Texas and getting our teeth kicked in by the Raking Rangers, the A's absolutely needed a lift. They needed Harden to stop traffic and wave the rest of the club across the street safely.
He did just that.
And the best part is that he's so humble about it all.
We feel that way about you, Rich. Perfection. And it's only going to get better as you get older.
Tonight in AN, We Are All Canadian. Or at least very happy the young Canadian on our team didn't allow us to sink deeper into the abyss of negativity.
Of course that could all change quickly again tomorrow (I guess today now) with a performance from a guy from Southtown, Mark Redman.
