It's September And I'm Nervous

I wish I updated this thing as much as I did earlier in the season. I think there are multiple factors as to why I don't. I would say the number one reason is I am lazy. After a hard day at the office I'm just not up to blogging. When I was in school and working part-time I was much more apt to do that. I think the second reason is I'm getting nervous.

We ended August by rolling over the Pirates in a 3 game sweep in Pittsburgh and CC Sabathia came oh so close to a no-hitter if it wasn't for a d-bag of an official scorer who called a slow roller back to Sabathia that he dropped a "hit" by Andy LaRoche. But then the calender flipped and we moved into September. One month to go. We hold the wild card and we are still not to far behind the Cubs for the division. And how do the Brewers start their march toward clinching a playoff birth for the first time in 26 years? By getting swept at home by the Mets in a three game series. The first two game were very close, but today the Brewers got spanked 9-2. So yes, we start September 0-3 and I'm nervous as hell.

I still feel we will get into the playoffs one way or another. But as a Brewers fan my whole life I have seen this team disappoint me before and that is why this state of nervous feelings linger in my mind all day, everyday. I have flashback's to last years collapse, I think back to 1992 when we just missed out on October baseball because of the Blue Jays, who could forget 1987 we started 13-0 and fell flat on our faces. Then I think even worse thoughts, Sal Bando calling Paul Molitor "just a DH", the entire Wendy Selig-Prieb era (actually it was an error), the 2002 season when we lost 106 games. I could go on, but I will stop. Basically I'm saying as Brewers fans we are prone to disappointment and its hard to shake. But this team has the talent to do it. They have shown this whole season how good they are and I think they have come to far to wet the bed and piss this thing away.

We got our asses handed to us by the Mets. But now we have the lowly Padres and Reds coming to town. It's time to feast on these bottom feeders before we hit the road for that tough 10 game road trip to Philly, Chicago and Cincinnati.