confidentialmisanthropy

I'm trying to find an explanation for what happened in Wrigley Field this week. Here in Washington, half a nation away, I felt the disappointment.

I don't blame the fan. I don't buy into all the superstitous "goat" shit. It's not even the fact that my favorite team in any professional sport lost. It's the way they lost.

I was so depressed about the whole thing, I didn't get any sleep last night. I just sat there wishing we would've shut Josh Beckett the fuck up. Wishing we would've let Bartman off the hook. Wishing I could've held my head high, for a change.

I wasn't old enough in '84, but I've grown up watching this team and I've never thought loving a team could be so heartbreaking.

I came in to work today, and I was being very sportsmanlike about the ribbing. J made it her mission to cheer me up and I was so rude to her. She gave me a Cubs shot glass that in a perfect world I'd 've been drinking a victory shot out of, but reality bites.

As for the blame... It falls squarely on the team for me. Dusty included... I love those guys to death but Prior & Wood are two of the best pitchers in the league and they were walking guys left and right... They dug their own graves and picked the worst time and the worst stage to not be able to dig themselves out of it... Dusty made some questionable coaching desicions the entire series IMO and even though they were up 3-1, it all caught up to 'em. It's like a sick joke, it makes me want to puke...

It'll take me 'til Spring to get over this...

Then we'll do it all again ...


People ask me what I do in winter when there's no baseball. I'll tell you what I do. I stare out the window and wait for spring.
-- Rogers Hornsby

That about sums it up for me...

I hate to sound like a lunatic Cub fan, but I feel like they've got a good team and come next year, they'll make another run. I don't know if you can quite call a team losers, that have had the odds stacked against them all year, that make it to the NLCS and come within one game of the WS.