Ya know, Josh made baseball fun for me again and in 3 years he made me question my loyalty to him.
He has magic in his bat, there is something about that sound he can make with a bat that makes you jump and cheer. Yet in the waning months of the 2011 season we didn’t hear it much if at all, and I dreaded his at bats much like I did Vlad’s. With a wanting heart and a hope. A hope of the bat of old.
Remember when we wished he wouldn’t play as hard? When we prayed for a bubblewrapped Josh just to make it through the season? When he played balls to the wall and we were so fucking happy he was “ours”? Then he quit playing as hard, after he reached those magic numbers we knew he had in him.
2009 made me love baseball again. 2010 made me #ladyboner most every game. And 2011 was full if hope and dreams and #fuckyeahwegotthis yet…those waning months made me question this fandom I have. I love too hard and it hurts too much. But I kept with it, till the final out.
Remember Cliffmas? Wasn’t that fucking beautiful? Remember how we all questioned that Beltre money? Remember how pissed we were at Young’s pissypants? Then, wow, shit fucking happened and it was amazing to be a fan again? No questions? Then Yu, oh fuck yeah Yu!
Then keritosis (sic) and quitting tobacco and the “incident”.
We all still hoped they would get there. Then the wheels fell off…
Not gonna lie, I loved the napoli signing and I knew it would be big and oh my me it was.
But remember how excited we were about PROFAR and olt?
This season is going to be fun. Fucking fun.
Yes, our big bats are gone. The #Face is gone. But we still have one of the moat fun teams in baseball. Andrus is still here. Beltre is still here. Yu is still here. And we have our young guys. Sure, they’re unsteady and unproven. But it’s going to be amazing to see them develop and prove to us, that gutting our team of them was the wrong decision. They are going to show us that they deserve to be #rangers and they’re going to play balls to the wall. They’re going to command at the mound and more than anything else they’re going to prove rangers fans wrong, those that wanted to sell the farm (and them) for big names.
Texas ballplayers have always been different. They have always been special. But we’re here for them, and we need to show them that. Bandwagon fans won’t be there, but we will. Those of us that know their names, that want their appearance and will cheer loudly.
It’s time (to steal an old marketing shtick) to encourage the team we have and the team our front office wanted. We aren’t the same suck ass team of the past.
It may not be as magical as hearing that bat crack a ball out of the park, but it will be something and that is much more than our more recent past. It’s watching a team grow and excel.
Nelly’s bat will come back. He will never drop a game deciding ball again. Beltre will still make those jaw dropping defensive plays. Andrus will still be the anchor of those pantydropping double plays. Kinsley will still light those fireworks more often than not. Moreland will continue his offensive threat when needed and Murphy will still be more clutch than we could ever need. Yu will surprise, amaze and make us cum on a reular basis. Dutch will make it happen, Nathan will still make us hold our breaths and I bet those “new” guys will frustrate and amaze us.
It’s not over boys and girls. Get off the ledge.
I love this team, I love that JD kept what he could together, and I’m going to have fun cheering for them this year.