Perhaps this makes me a bad fan. I'll live with it. All I'm thinking about is Tuesday.
The Nats got drubbed TWICE yesterday. I don't care. Lots of home runs surrendered, some by pitchers who actually factor into the bullpen equation. I don't care. Good thing, given the way the games turned out.
The Nats play the Braves today. Lineups are posted about a zillion different places. I don't care.
I suppose the Nats have games tomorrow, Sunday and Monday. Not sure who they play. I don't care.
All I want is for it to be Tuesday at 1 p.m., so I can plop down in this here chair and watch The Future pitch. I teach a class until noon. I have an appointment at 3. In between? I'll be like a little kid at Christmas, watching Sir Strasburg pitch two innings (or 40 innings) in a game that means nothing.
I suspect I'm not alone in this. With the track record the Nats have laid down in their five years, all the faithful wants to see is a good reason for hope. As I've written countless times, this kid is Reason No. 1.
Nothing else really matters at this point. C'mon Tuesday.
2 comments:
You Sir, are a true fan! I will tape (DVR?) the game and watch it that night.
I've already got everything ready for the Strasburg party. (Yeah, I'll be the only one there) After the first six ST games, I'm starting to get that feeling again and I need to hope there's better on the horizon.
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