
Has the haze of 2004 clouded over our Calvinistic pessimism so much that we have forgotten history? Don't we recall that the Red Sox were in first place as late as last August 2nd? Then, a tad later, the Yankees came to town for five. How did that work out for us? I can't escape the feeling that—like the little guy in the above graphic—we are setting ourselves up for a big bump on the collective head.
Do you really think that the Empire's offense and pitching will be out of sync for the rest of the season? Do you really think that our juggernaut to Championship #7 will be unblemished by a serious injury or two to a key player? Hey, wake up and smell Matt Clement!
I, for one, will continue to agonize over every pitch, every hit, every out, every run until we mathematically eliminate the vile ones from the south. Think otherwise at your own risk.
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