This post is about the Pirates. At least, thats what I think its about. I have to preface it this way because my intention is to keep it about the Pirates, but I fear it may meander into other territory. Life is non-refundable. And watching a sports team of any kind is an investment that you cant get back. I mean, to some people thats probably true. I think for me, its more of a drug mixed with an investment. Because I know I should stay away from it. I know its a mixture of bad trips and good trips, and I can never remember what it was about the drug that got me under its intoxicating spell to begin with. But more aggrevating than the addiction of something you know you should leave alone, the Pirates (and to some extent, the Penguins...and to an even greater extent, my current poker funk) keep pushing me back to the beginning of a long, long road. A baseball season is 162 games long, and through 130+, which is five months of my short life, I believed that what I saw happening would have an ending that was different, and worth the investment. But I think we all know, after the Cardinals series, that this isnt true. And we all know that that means in a few months, well be back to square one. Square one...that awful, horrible realization that the road that you travelled for so long is now returning to the beginning. The race youve run is meaningless. Time has passed and will never return. Its a cycle that teams like the Cardinals, Red Sox, Yankees, Angels, Dodgers and Braves rarely experiance. But its one that we all do. The Penguins take six months of work and squash them in a week. I play poker for 3 hours and in two hands, I finish 26th, 23 places out of the money, after finishing ahead of 600+ people. And the only thing ahead for all of those things is...back to square one. That awful, terrible, time consuming, wasteful square one.
Posted on: Thu, 04 Sep 2014 08:43:11 +0000
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