I guess I'm back. Every time I think I'm out they pull me back in.
A week into the Royals season and as much as I try to swear them off, I'm hanging on every pitch. I am not very good at “it's a long season” .. I react, I dissect, I try to explain. I can't help it. I know I'm not alone.
There are 157 games to go (as of Thursday) and the over analyzing has begun. Alex Gordon starts 0-17. Jonathan Broxton implodes in a save situation. Lorenzo Cain is dropped from two to seven in the batting order. Yuni!!!
I guess it's good that we still care. Apathy is the worst thing for a sports franchise. And as abused as we are we keep coming back. We can't help ourselves.
I guess it's good right? Or is it truly an illness? I am old enough to remember '80 & '85. But even though I attended a game in the '80 series I really only remember it through photographs. And '85, really it's only about Don Denkinger and the image of the celebration after the win. (and the endless parade of the '85 team we've had to keep latching onto at the K)
#ourtime to me means it's now about the scoreboard and the standings and not just the individual accomplishments and bright spots. It has to be about the record at some point, so I have to start with this year.
I have 5 year old twins that really love going to the K for the fountains and to play. I want to take them to show them how to keep a running box score, or a box score that matters.