But I’m at the breaking point now and I’m not sure how much more I can take.
I’ve loved you for years, even when you weren’t winning so you can never accuse me of being a fair weather fan. It’s just that now that I’ve gotten a taste of winning, I don’t know if I can go back there again and cheer for a team that can’t get it done.
Sorry if that makes me a bad fan.
Still, look at what I’ve done for you. I bought into the hype about your four aces pitching staff and chanted the mantra over and over again that great pitching beats great hitting, especially in the playoffs.
I defended you after you clinched the National League East and then went on to lose eight games in a row, and all season for that matter as your offense switched on and off.
And now I’m tired. I thought Tuesday night’s game was the one that would get me, but it was last night’s lackluster performance that did me in.
The season and all of the hype comes down to a do or die tie breaker, a game five, the mother of all rubber matches, just to see if you will get past the first round of playoffs.
That’s unbelievable. Aren’t you the team that had the best record in all of Major League baseball, and that won 102 games?
Thankfully you have your biggest ace pitching tomorrow and you’ll be on our home turf. It should sway some momentum in our favor.
Oh, and by the way, I always believed that four aces beat a wild card. Please don’t prove me wrong.
P.S. If you win tomorrow, everything will be fine and we can forget all about this letter.