When It’s Time For a Change

I told myself back in November that I wouldn’t sweat this year. The Giants had reached the territory of the Royals, Pirates and Washington Generals and would be MIA for the year.

And really, I was hoping for historically bad. Bad enough that in future years people could look at their terrible local sporting club and say, “Well, at least we’re not the ‘08 Giants.”

But watching the team struggle the way it has, with a 7.47 ERA and 23 errors, well, maybe this isn’t going to be as fun as I thought.

Maybe it will all get better when real games start and I can be sure all those guys with ‘SF’ on their hats are actually trying. Right now I can still cling to the hope that maybe a few of the miscues and monumental collapses are the result of early season rust and the unavoidable spring injury. Hell, Ichiro started out 0-21 this spring.

The team will be bad, whether or not Joe Crede or Brandon Inge come to town (fun stuff in the notes of the link). It may not even keep the Giants from being the worst offensive team in baseball any of the next three years. But what I worry about now is whether I’ll be able to enjoy the collapse like I convinced myself I could.