Nobody cares but me…

you can file this under the “nobody cares but me” category.  and make no mistake…i care and you don’t.

at the beginning of the season, the padres were horrible.  they had a brand new team…only two position starters returning from 2011.   eleven pitchers have gone to the disabled list.   their long-time bullpen coach died of pancreatic cancer in june.  the average age of the starting lineup is 25.  four rookies.

i expected a rough start.  it was.

but since the first of june,  things have changed.  i’m no idiot…the whole season is what counts.  but when you’re a padre fan, you learn to look for the little things.  but this is more than a little.  it’s huge to me.  check out the records since june 1:

  • yankees     36-23
  • rangers      34-26
  • angels         33-27
  • padres        32-28
  • dodgers      27-33

i’m not saying the friars are in the same class as these teams, but the gap is narrowing.  only a 2-game difference with the rangers…and only one game behind the angels.  and it’s always a great day when the padres are ahead of the doggers.  for anything.

oh yeah.  the sale of the padres was completed this week.  maybe some multi-year contracts are coming.

maybe the return of the padres will be sooner than i thought.


2 thoughts on “Nobody cares but me…

  1. Baseball is a spiritual pastime. It begins on your first Opening Day and deepens in your soul for the rest of your lifetime. Your team is like your child as it goes through multiple growth spurts and your Padres are growing again. Enjoy it while you can. New ownership and willingness to invest in development is a long process. If the Rangers can do it, so can the Padres.

    And the Halos? I may end up as bald as you when the season is over due to their bullpen. Bullpen gave up 11 HR’s on 10 game road trip. ARGHH

  2. From Bull Durham’s opening monolauge:

    “I believe in the Church of Baseball. I’ve tried all the major religions, and most of the minor ones. I’ve worshipped Buddha, Allah, Brahma, Vishnu, Siva, trees, mushrooms, and Isadora Duncan. I know things. For instance, there are 108 beads in a Catholic rosary and there are 108 stitches in a baseball. When I heard that, I gave Jesus a chance. But it just didn’t work out between us. The Lord laid too much guilt on me. I prefer metaphysics to theology. You see, there’s no guilt in baseball, and it’s never boring…”

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