Oh, I enjoy myself every game I go to...but the facts about last night speak for themselves. Regardless of whether one loves or hates Chico's writing, his gamer had this chestnut:
"In a sense, this game offered no stunning boneheaded plays, no lowlights for the ages. The futility was so complete, so expansive, that it lacked a central point."
Ha.
There are some around here who are dismissive of the "just happy to have baseball back after 300 years" camp, but I don't think that being "just happy" necessarily grants permanent immunity to the team's ownership and management...I'll be a fan and go to games even if they went 0-162, but I'd be a pissed fan. I guess this is why spectator sports and mental illness are so closely correlated.
I like Chico's account of Dunn bungling around in the outfield for a ball like a child (or something to that effect). The images that come to mind are hilarious.
and depressing
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And I don't get any sense that anyone is happy with how the team has done this season. It's just we all have different ways of dealing with it.
