i was having a discussion with someone at a bar the other night, and the topic turned to baseball. now, some people don't enjoy the game, and that lack of enjoyment turns to bewilderment when you admit to being a mariners fan. the team sucks and is poorly run (slight causation there). even if you love the game, it's torture to watch a bad team play horribly night after night.
sure, there's the statistical analysis side, which is why i play fantasy baseball. as much as i'm not a math nerd, it's a continuation of the time i spent collecting baseball cards as a kid. in the end, though, sometimes it's best to commiserate with like-minded fans (
ussmariner,
lookout landing). the writers get that you need a solid dose of humor to battle the mix of anger and depression that is a summer of bad baseball -
Two years ago Zack Greinke was weaving pants out of foil and talking to aphids about the weather on planet BizzBazz. Now he's better than Felix. I love life's little quirks.
...trying to figure out why Jim Riggelman draws a salary while a collection of penguins with down's syndrome and a fetish for swimming into the mouths of killer whales would make a better manager.