Let’s see now. Where were the Twins last year at this time?
Well, that would be 8-26, last year, and it already felt like late August for the poor Twins fan.
This would be a terrible baseball blog indeed, if some small mention was not made of the Chicago Cubs wonderful championship season. I don’t think I need go into details; the media juggernaut has certainly covered the story from every possible viewpoint. Let’s just say congratulations to a fun team. Congratulations also to the Cleveland club, who also excelled this year, and might very easily have been the champions. It was a magnificent World Series, very nearly approaching the ’91 classic.
The illustration above is from the Chicago Tribune, who has posted the front page story from the last time the Cubs won the series. I love those old newspapers! October 15, 1908. A totally different world back then, but still, baseball.
And here’s another nice item:
I noticed that the Final Out Baseball from the 1908 World Series has gone up for auction. Current bid: $28,000 (plus the buyer’s premium, of course.) There’s still time to get your bid in!
Other than the world series, and the Cubs, well, there were the Twins. One of the most disappointing seasons ever. A good baseball blogger would perhaps have covered the disaster in detail, but I just just just couldn’t. I couldn’t bring myself to do it. It was purely awful and, really, the less said about it, the better for everyone.
But: we turn the page. Welcome to the 2017 Hot Stove League!
I have to say, this club is not this bad. No.
Nobody is this bad, really.
Okay, maybe the Atlanta Braves, but probably not even them.
I know that spring training is just spring training, but this team went 19-11 in the spring. That’s the team I thought we’d be seeing this year. Where did they go?
I suppose this is one of the weirdly attractive things about baseball. Inexplicable, relentless catastrophe.
Of course, a lot of people will be happy to explain it. In fact, they saw it coming. Could have told ya.
But to be playing this bad. That’s pretty inexplicable. This goes far far beyond injuries and strikeouts and OPS and young ball players who lack experience in major league ball. This gets all the way down to the absolute nature of reality and existence.
Reality and existence: utterly brutal.
Life is full of suffering.