The Indians' 2008 season is almost certainly unsalvagable in a short-term sense. We all know it's been soul-sucking up to this point; but where do we go from here? How are we supposed to process this? You need to look internally and recognize what's happening inside of you, unless you're thinking of Sal Fasano. In that case, just embrace it and enjoy it.
Shock and denial (disbelief)
come on in guys, the numbness is fine
What in the sweet chocolate Christ happened here.
Typified by feelings of unreality, depersonalization, withdrawal, and an anesthetizing of affect. The person feels unable to come to terms with what just occurred. Thoughts you may be having:
- This isn't my fault or Shapiro's fault. It's no one's fault. This is happening to someone else.
- Regression is a powerful force and sometimes it moves up. Call it progression. I can't wait for progression. I never want to eat again.
- We're going to look back on this and laugh when we sweep for the championship. God, this bleach actually tastes pretty good!
- Looch is probably really fun to hang out with.
- I read on CastroTurf that Pronk's swings look way better. Once he's healed, pop the champagne.
- I'm not going to watch games until my sex drive returns. Then I'll start watching again. [pause] Did I just hear the STO theme??! It's TRIBE TIME NOW!
- Hamilton sounds optimistic tonight.
If this sounds familiar then you're just beginning the process. It's going to get worse before it gets better and for that I and Chris Antonetti apologize.
just a couple of things:
1. F--- OUTS BULLSH--.
2. Jeter is the most terriblest shortstop ever.
Whenever one's identity and social order face the possibility of destruction, there is a natural tendency to feel angry, frustrated, helpless, and/or hurt. The volatile reactions of terror, hatred, resentment, and jealousy are often experienced as emotional manifestations of these feelings.
You're lashing out and wishing something would meet your fist. Statements roaming your brain might include:
- WEDGE! SHELTON! ARRRRRRRRRRRGH!
- Hey, does anybody know Casey Blake's home address?
- You know who sucks? The Tigers! Ha! What a lousy team! How long do I have to charge my drill before it will pierce flesh?
- I'm helpless and this hurts.
Disorganization and despair
These are the processes commonly associated with bereavement: the mourning and severe pain of being away from the loved person or situation. You're nearly out of the woods but this part is hard.
You can recognize that you're in this place by observing yourself again. You might see these phrases among your ruminations:
- If I shout into this pillow ten times I'll feel a little better.
- I feel like late-life Ernest Hemingway.
- I should keep eating.
This is becoming a very very stark reality.
Reorganization is the assimilation of the loss of something or someone and redefining of life and meaning without the person that has been lost. It's about reconciling your new reality to the reality you once knew.
Certain exercises can help. I've built two life size paper-mache Asdrubal Cabreras; I call one 2007 and the other 2008. Every day I force myself to look at them and realize they are not the same paper mache person. They're paper mache individuals with different feelings and abilities. I also rend my garments every evening.
You're almost through it. Your thoughts will take on a more measured tone, giving you a sense of finality and closure:
- 2007 was not a mirage but it also is not the present.
- I'm pretty excited that Sal Fasano's here, at least.
- The ashes of Westbrook's UCL are going to look really nice in that urn.
- I'll meet a new season.
So, where's CC's value at?