I have followed the A's for 36 of my 42 years on this earth. Growing up in Southern California, my buddies all bled Dodger blue but I gravitated toward the A's because whenever I opened up the sports pages, there were these colorful characters and tales of their on-field and off-field exploits. Also, I loved their colors. I remember going to an Angel's game against the A's and using all the money I had to buy a plastic A's batting helmet at the game. I wore that thing for years. In Little League, I can recall the angst I felt when they posted the new teams for the year and I did not get on an A's team.
Having followed a franchise for this many years, I have seen my share of triumphs and tragedies, winning and losing, players come and go. I moved to Sacramento just after the earthquake series and a few miles from the stadium just a few months ago, which affords me an opportunity to go to more games. I can get to the game in under 15 minutes from house to seat.
Yeah, it's hard to endure losing, and this season is particularly hard because of the great and unexpected start. I predicted that we would be better than average at the onset and always tend to paint with broad strokes of optimism. And yes, it is more difficult to maintain that optimism in the face of the current travails.
But whether we are winning or losing I just love baseball. It is in my blood. It is and has been as a much a part of my life as anything. I don't have much of a close family or many of my childhood possessions, but I do have my love of baseball. Win or lose, it is pure.
Another thing I really enjoy is AN. Having discovered it a few years ago, it has become this wonderful place to immerse myself in a community of fans who share the same level of fanatical enthusiasm for our team. I start most days here as I figure if some stubbed their toe in Kane County one of our number will have written a fanpost about it.
However, as much as I love coming here, it always bothers me when people are really mean towards others here. I don't mean the sarcastic biting barbs from PT or Nico, but I mean the real demoralizing, personal swipes because someone does not share the same opinion on whether Jack Cust is good or bad. I guess I was just a bit dismayed when reading some of the threads this morning. Hey guys, it's just baseball. In the immortal words of Rodney King..."Can't we all just get along?"
It's going to be a long rest of the season I fear, with not a lot to celebrate. But I predict someday, somewhere, we will be good again. Until then, let's have some fun, and try to be a bit more civil in our dealings with each other.