Hey, that's me on the news! :) (you can read the story, see the video here - I'm only in it for literally like 4 seconds around the 1:30 mark)
If you follow baseball you'd know that the A's were AMAZING earlier this season. They were the best team in baseball and they felt unstoppable. It was incredible watching them and it was fantastic being at work. It felt magical. And then Cespedes got traded and the team went to shit. On paper, it was a great trade, but something happened with the mojo and everything that went wrong could. Since August 10th they had the second worst record in baseball. They went from the best, to the worst. Well, not quite the worst. But the second worst.
It was just awful to watch. It was so depressing. I trudged on - always a fan - and tried to yell at them, be positive, sit in the same place, wear lucky shirts...ANYTHING. They stumbled to the post season winning a spot on the absolute very last day they could.
And last night I was excitingly nervous. I watched, totally terrified. I was A MESS. I was freaking out the whole game, on pins and needles. Chris had to tell me to calm down several times and even when they were up by FOUR I was not satisfied. I was a little comfortable, but I still knew that with everything that had gone wrong with them these past couple months - anything was possible. And not in a good way.
Last night was one of the most epic baseball games I've seen in a long time (let us not forget game 20 so easily - for which I was in attendance). But they blew the lead 3 times last night, and the last time they did was the bottom of the 12th. To lose the game
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I just dropped my head. Chris tried to rub my back and console me but I just told him to stop. I was devastated. I know people who aren't sports fans think it's ridiculous to take a game so seriously. It is ridiculous. There is nothing you can do to make anything better. And yet, for a sports fan there is just so much invested in "your" team. It's exhilarating and heartbreaking.
I don't really know why I wrote this post, or what the actual point of it is. This certainly has nothing to do with the house, or our family, or anything else I normally talk about on here. But I was just having a sad moment and I wanted to share. Sigh.
In the grand scheme of life, being this upset about a baseball team losing is really pretty pathetic. But I can't help but still be so sad. I'm so disappointed in my A's. So mad at the terrible display they put on towards the end of this season. But I'll still be there again on Opening Day, with Zoe and my dad supporting the team I love so very much and still hoping to bring home another World Series title
Sigh. Until next season green and gold.