With the season winding down, I decided to go up to Virginia and catch some bonus Braves baseball while spending time with my friends. Even though I knew that the Braves always play like shit up in Nationals Park, I would rather set superstition aside for good company and live baseball. Despite the fact that the Braves managed to pull out the victory in the Friday game, they came back down to earth on Saturday and Sunday, by promptly getting pwned, as is customary in D.C., bringing my record to seeing the Braves at Nationals Park to an awesome 1-5.
Day: September 28, 2011
Sports sadness
Baseball is making me sad right now, and I don’t have anyone to really discuss it, nor does anyone really want to listen. Not because the Atlanta Braves are on the verge of a pretty monumental collapse, having allowed a supposed insurmountable lead for the final playoff spot disintegrate completely, boiling down to a showdown tomorrow, or rather later on tonight, on the regular season’s final day. That disappoints me, but I understand that defeat happens, and losing is a part of sport. Whether it’s a historic collapse, or a triumphant comeback, there’s winners and losers.
What makes me sad right now is all the negativity surrounding the circumstances.
I know it’s pretty ironic for me to point out negativity, considering that in many other aspects outside of sport, I’m a pretty pessimistic individual. But in seriousness, I feel as if all Braves fans and supporters around me have adopted this defeatist mentality, and have long given up on the team they supposedly root for. I know that it’s frustrating, so I can’t blame at all these people for being all jaded and pessimistic, but up until the events of the previous night, the Braves were still in the driver’s seat.