Every year, the Giants are vastly underrated. Sometimes they underachieve, sometimes they get hurt, and sometimes they disappoint, but my expectations are alwayts high.
I was nervous that a world championship would institute a sort of indifference in my attitude towards this team. After all, once they've won, where would that fervent desire and chip on ym shoulder come from.
AND THEN, I PUT UP ALL OFF SEASONM WITH NATIONAL D-BAGS TALKING ABOUT HOW THE BEST PITCHING STAFF IN THE MLB WAS COMPOSED OF 4 GUYS THAT ALL LOST TO THE GIANTS IN THE POST SEASON!
So, there's that.
Fact is, I'm more expectant than ever now. 2008 was a season that compeltely lost my interest by late July.
2009 brought tears to my eyes with SAnchie's no-no and Panda Bear's incredible hitting. And Timmy's Cy Young.
2010 started with the expectation for play-offs. I cursed DeRosa early, I cursed SAbean and Bochy. Then I lauded them for Posey. I struggled with Timmy in August, and, after one loss to the Dodgers in September, I cried in agony into a pillow for about 30 minutes -- without shame -- in front of my wife, in front of my dog (luckily my son was already in bed) because the Giants were 1.5 out of first and I thought the season was over.
(1-0 is my least favorite score)
And, then history, unlikely history, happened unexpectedly.
This season promises more of the same, and its the same team so they better effin' win!
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