Where is the strike when you need it?
In 1994, I had my baseball season ruined by a strike. It canceled a season that I considered a great season. There were teams like the Expos, who never win, that were actually winning. There were good guys like Tony Gwynn going for a .4oo BA. Sure, the Cubs were not doing well, with a 49-64 record under the great Tom Trebelhorn, but what else is new? All around, it was an enjoyable year. Then, the strike goes and ruins it all. It takes what could have been a great postseason from us.
Enter 2004. The year of the Cubs, right? How can we lose with Wood, Prior, Maddux, Zambrano, Clement, and a solid pen? Well, after injuries, poor OBP, violent sneezes, peeing on hands, and “umpire conspiracies” take their toll, the Cubs are left for dead in the division and the Wild Card race. Now, I have been forced to endure what could be the most painful postseason ever.
Take a look at the teams I hate, in the order of hatred.
1) Boston Red Sox
2) St. Louis Cardinals
3) New York Yankees
4) Houston Astros
5) Chicago White Sox
6) New York Mets
The top 4 teams all made it to the championship series and the top 2 have both advanced to the World Series. Can it get any worse for me? So, again I ask, where is the strike when you need it? Why can’t it wipe out this postseason? Why can’t it ruin the season for Boston and St. Louis like it did for the Expos just 10 years ago? Why? WHY? WHY?
I don’t know that I will watch the World Series much this year. I didn’t watch it last year because I was just too heart broken. This year, it’s due to hate. Maybe I can put a few calls in and get a strike worked arranged in the next day or so. If not, I’ll just utter the famous phrase. “Wait till next year.”