To paraphrase Charlie Brown, another baseball season has come and gone and all I got was a bag of rocks.
For the third time in four years, my favorite team qualified for the playoffs but just as in 2010 and 2012, a deceitful Lucy Van Pelt yanked the ball away at the last second, and with another late season “Aauugh”, the under achieving blockheads commonly known as the Cincinnati Reds, plopped to the ground, embarrassed and ashamed, unworthy of advancing.
Similar to Violet’s Halloween party (for the uninformed, Violet’s was the first party a proud and surprised Charlie Brown was ever invited to) there were apparently two lists for the 2013 playoffs: one to invite and one not to invite. And as Lucy accused Charlie after the invitations went out, the Reds must have been put on the wrong list.
Looking back, I wonder if perhaps it was entirely my fault. Could it have been that I simply wasn’t sincere enough? Maybe the Great Post Season knows that I often angrily turn off the TV or the radio when the team performs badly and falls behind. Maybe it knows when I badmouth the team to friends, family, and in this particular instance, total strangers! Yes. I was curt and disrespectful for much of the year. That must be the reason.
Next year I promise to be more sincere! Even in the face of generally lethargic, uninspired play, walks and errors, failing to get a run in from third with less than two outs, looking at strike three with runners in scoring position, I will keep the faith and shall at all times glorify and adulate them! You can look around next year and not see a sign of hypocrisy in me, just sincerity as far as the eye can see! Yes! Next year I will be the most sincere Reds fan in the whole world! And if they make the playoffs…