"Hell may have no fury like a woman scorned but heaven hath no sweetness like a sports fan vindicated." - Samcat

Saturday, September 01, 2007

Shame Spiral Begins


















(Photo from Yahoo! Sports)


So...that happened. I'm not even sure what to say about it. Apparently, we're all done with the winning of games. Guess we got that out of our system with the White Sox series and don't plan to do any more of that. Kind of wish they'd issued a press release or something so at least we'd know and stop going into games with high hopes and the belief that even though we're down by six, surely our offense can manage something against the soft underbelly of the Orioles bullpen. No disrespect to any Orioles fans out there. You're usually the first to admit that your bullpen is crap. But, alas, it was not to be. Nick Markakis continues to not understand the rules I set forth at the beginning of the season with regards to him playing well against the Red Sox. In short: he's not allowed to. Boys. Sometimes they're slow to learn.

And here come the rash of injuries, giving me horrible flashbacks to last year's shame spiral when the wheels came off and everything went careening violently out of control. Apparently Manny's got some "inconclusive" oblique issue. Good thing we have Wily Mo there to pick up the slack. Oh wait... And then there's Wake who got scratched last night with tightness in his back. Riiiight. Awesome. I'm terrified to see what's next.

DEAR UNIVERSE,

THAT IS NOT A CHALLENGE. NO FURTHER INJURIES NEEDED.

KTHNX,
KRISTEN

I would yell at the team but the thing is, that hasn't appeared to work this season. Sometimes they kick it into high gear for a game or two, and then they're back to the whole not scoring runs, not hitting baseballs, not winnings games thing. And then I just get mad all over again. And really, I'm spending so very much time angry at baseball players lately, I'm thinking that it can't be healthy. Though I would like to humbly request that while I remain unemployed (and climbing the walls), and have plenty of time to watch the baseballs and read about the baseballs and what have you, they could maybe do something that WON'T MAKE ME WISH I WAS STUCK IN AN OFFICE 24-7 OKAY THANK YOU, SIRS.

So...who wants to talk about football?

Fuck.

Um...tennis?