Grasping on to Hope
“Hope is a dangerous thing. Hope can drive a man insane.” – Red, Shawshank Redemption
But here we are, towards the third of week of June, still grasping on to hope. From a pure mathematical sense, the season is lost. Almost 30% of our total payroll is on the DL, we are six games out of first, our farm system lacks any MLB ready talent and management has to make a decision on CC by July 31st. Yet we cling to the notion that AAA ballers and journey-man pine riders can put together a winning streak and hold on long enough for our key personnel to get healthy and their bats to get hot. We hope our bullpen that currently serves up more runs than a bowl of Texas-chili will revert to their hitless forms, and that somehow JoeBro’s deal with Satan hasn’t expired. On a statistical basis, there is probably a better chance that Paris, Lindsay, and Britney all wear underwear this week than we have of winning the division.
However, hope lingers on, in part because of what transpired last year. Last year was like getting a date with the homecoming queen, and then after the dance the two of you sneaking into her bedroom, only to get busted by her dad right before any fun happened. Then she moved to Boston and you found out she hooked up with a townie. Screw Boston.
We hope that maybe she’ll move back and give us another chance. The only problem is that we just had multiple elbow surgeries, cortisones shots for our shoulders, bad hips, and now sprained fingers. Everyone knows there is no way to get to third base with sprained fingers…. But alas, we can’t help but hope that she overlooks our faults and comes back, no matter what the odds. And after all, grasping on to hope is better than being Kansas City.
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If you think that starting pitching alone is enough to carry us to the world series then you are the most hopefull person I know.
Ummm. All we have to do is win the division. Yeah the Central-that disgusting, godawful division. That one. Is it likely? Probably not. Is it even close to worth giving up on today?
No. Hell no.
Take the defeatism somewhere else.
by afh4 on Jun 13, 2008 5:37 PM EDT up reply actions 2 recs
Seriously, admiration is probably the kiss of death in this case.
by supermarioelia on Jun 14, 2008 11:08 PM EDT up reply actions
LGT rallying around the Indians. Hmm…exciting.
by mjschaefer on Jun 13, 2008 6:53 PM EDT reply actions 1 recs
I still think the Indians pretty much suck. My sensibility is just offended by this. ShawnK’s total output on this site is two fanposts and a single comment. In those fanposts he has:
-Made an Eric Wedge smoking crack joke
-Made a Paris Hilton, Lindsey Lohan, Britney Spears combo joke
-Made a joke about how finger injuries affect one’s ability to proceed in sexual acts
-Compared the Indians postseason run last year to teenage coitus, aborted
-Made a joke about diarrhea
-Stated that the Indians alternative to success this year is becoming the new Kansas City
Really?
Shawnk may have reinjured your sensibility. I recommend we keep this under wraps so other posters don’t try to take advantage. Later, if you post something in uncharacterstically poor taste, we can place you on the DL.
by elsandito on Jun 13, 2008 7:34 PM EDT up reply actions 1 recs
Despite all the weirdness in this post, the main thing I’m wondering is how did Willie Nelson snag a part in that movie?
Kansas played a reunion tour a few years ago. Tickets were like $35. I was thinking, they should have the $35 full show tickets, and then $5/1 drink minimum tix for anybody who wanted to show up for the first two songs only. With a guarantee that those two songs would be “Dust in the Wind” and “Carry on, my wayward son.”
“Thank you! Will the five-dollar ticket holders please finish their Miller Lites and exit!”
by fleerdon on Jun 14, 2008 10:57 PM EDT up reply actions
Let’s clear up a couple of things:
(1) I concede a point, very much fun was had in sending the Yankees packing last year. I flew back into town for Game 1 and very much enjoyed it. So perhaps we got to first base before her dad busted us.
(2) With the odds against us, I am still hopeful the Indians will be in playoff contention by the all-star break. I myself am still clinging on to hope…
(3) Number of posts by an individual is not an indicative assessment of one’s understanding of Tribe baseball or any other baseball for that matter, but rather a result of how much free time an individual has and how limber their fingertips have become.
(4) If you don’t like jokes about Lindsay/Paris/Britney, I can recommend a couple of archived Smothers Brothers albums.
(5) I would never want to be Kansas City, how could I find a replacement for wings at the Winking Lizard?
(6) I am not defeated or succumbing to defeatism. I am from Northeast Ohio, I just have an abundance of “tempered” optimism. Let’s beat the odds and make a run!
(7) Texi chili affects different people in different ways, but keep the matches away from me.






















