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Tuesday, June 07, 2005

Things I Can Actually Affect

Over the past five weeks the Pirates have been competitive. I can say with complete confidence, no matter who's pitching, and even if Tike Redman is in the lineup, that on any given night we can win. But normally my train of thought doesn't extend too far past the any given night that comes up next.

What's dangerous as a player (and as a fan) is getting too far ahead of yourself. Each game is played one at a time. It's obvious why players need to take it one game at a time, but not clear why as fans we should do the same.

Is it wrong to say that this is an important homestand, or that we're coming up on a tough stretch? No, those are virtually facts. What's bad is thinking that we could sweep the Devil Rays or that we can take two of three from the Yankees. Hope is a precious commodity, especially in Pirateburgh. There's nothing wrong with hope, but it's not worth your while to misplace it.

I hope we win tonight. By placing my hope in this game I am magnifying the emotional response to the result. We loose, I take it a little harder. We win, I'm up high all the way until tomorrow's game. I hope we sweep the Devil Rays too, but by the time the Rays come to town we could be a completely different ball club. My hope becomes my expectation and I can only have my expectations met or be disappointed. There is no additional value to be added if my hope is fulfilled.

Why do I care what other fans do? Hope snowballs in a competitive game, but our hope also has a finite capacity. When it's the tenth inning of a tie ballgame with two outs and the winning run on third, why am I the only person who stands up? Last at bat of a ballgame down by a run, I don't care if Spin Williams is up to bat, that's the time to believe. But you don't care, your hope is a week and half away in Boston.

Come on people, these are the times, now is the game. Cheer, be proud, you don't think players feed off that. Get into it!

posted by Rory at 12:51 PM |
 
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