Mercifully, today is another day. There's another game. When things look bad, I try to remember that each team gets at least 162 of these things in a season. I'll be at the ballpark in five hours, preparing to see Wei-Yin Chen throw his first pitch and try to shut down the Royals. He'll be opposed by our old pal Jeremy Guthrie, whose reputation as a pretty exemplary human being won't stop me from hoping that his ex-team lights him up like the Inner Harbor on New Year's Eve.
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