
After watching the Toronto Blue Jays’ postseason run of 2025, one has to wonder what really matters.
As the playoffs started, the Jays stretched and prepared like other teams, but there was a noticeable difference. There was something mysterious behind the dugout fence. Who were these guys?
The magic to their run wasn’t figuring out how to win; it was realizing who they were. And, as they progressed from game to game, they became my “Sandlot” team.
They understood the rules but looked far beyond what they knew the game could be. Their body language and laughter almost gave their secret away; they were having fun!
Not just that, there was an ease in their step. They were walking where professional athletes rarely walk. They were creating a unique brotherhood. This was their game.
This love was easy to see. They disguised it and called it baseball.
Not only did the clubhouse sing with this magical frequency, but it also radiated outward to everyone watching.
As the days of October passed and one game became the next, we all witnessed their growth.
There were unexpected heroes at every position.
Rookies became all-stars, and veterans cheered them on like only a father can. It was indeed a coming of age for the entire group, hiding a treasured friendship within this simple game.
What they had together was felt by everyone along for the ride. And what a ride it was!
I felt like I was watching a group of 15-year-olds who normally play at the local diamond sneak into a World Series
And when the season ended for the Blue Jays, it was clear their friendship meant as much as any championship.
And in a time when dollars rule professional sport, this team showed us that heart is more important.
They defined what winning is about. You can win and not get the trophy, and the 2025 Blue Jays did just that.
They took a simple game and made it fun. They shared this fun with all of us.
Their passion for their sport and for each other opened a big space in my heart. And I think many felt this as a bright light in a time of uncertainty.
I hope the future of sport brings with it lots of exciting moments, but also the same frequency and groundedness that the Jays were able to in 2025.
TK
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