"It's worse than maddening, and I apologize for dragging you to the death prom. My lament, as a citizen of the Nation--like an injured lover--is: why why WHY are they doing this to us?"
Hint: it's from August 6.
E-mail, O'Nan to King, Faithful, p. 247.
I try not to use LJ as a day-by-day, game-by-game barometer of the Sox season. And sometimes I wish I did, especially as more and more of the thoughtful commentary I used to find on my favorite sites gets replaced by "knee-jerk negativity" (as the sage once put it). But... games like this happen. Talent gets you only so far--how you face adversity is what defines you. We had a tough time of it today. Those folks who were ragging on Hansen yesterday--well, now that MdC, Timlin and the Papelbot all had a rough day of it, any further thoughts?
Pups need to get experience, and they only way they do is by sometimes failing on the big stage, but getting back up and going back out again. Veterans find they can't do what they used to do, but the ones with heart find a way to get it done some other way.
There's nothing logical about rooting for a team. If you followed baseball just with your brain, you'd have to objectively assess each team the way you would horses in a horse race. But that's not the way it works--we give away our hearts. Put on a Red Sox uniform, and try your hardest, and you have my heart.
If the rest of you want to bail now, there's plenty of other teams out there to latch onto...