On the dangers of loving too much...

By ScottN

I've been hurt before.

1986. One friggin' strike away from the promised land. One lousy, friggin' strike.

1995. A 13 game lead. In August. How the hell could ANYONE blow a 13 game lead that late in the season?

It must be genetic. My father's a Cubs fan.

I kept telling myself not to believe that the Angels would make the playoffs until AFTER it happened. I've had my heart broken so many times...

I knew that the strike would come, because the Angels were doing well. Somehow they managed to avoid that. But still I refused to believe. They took 3 of 4 from Oakland and had a 1 game lead in the division race, not just the wildcard. I still doubted.

But then, being up 7 for the wildcard with 8 to play, I started to believe... I started to think that maybe magic could happen... And now, what? Four straight losses, coupled with four straight wins by Seattle.

It's now 3 up with 4 to play.

I'm going to go hide in a corner...

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