Dear God I love the Blue Jays. After all, what’s not to love? Sure, they may blow crucial games in crucial series, 90% of the time they can’t get a hit in extra innings to save their lives, they don’t steal bases and have never been able to beat the Rays (Devil or not), but after that, what else? Oh yeah, they can never seem to beat rookie pitchers, take advantage of bases loaded situations and every pitcher not named Halladay seems to start every at-bat with a ball. But still, every day I try to catch the opening pitch and every night check the standings… What’s wrong with me?
When I was growing up in Vancouver, I had my choice of three teams to follow. TBS showed every Braves game, KIRO played the Mariners and TSN covered the Jays. And although I had my choice of Maddux and Jones or Griffey Jr. and Johnson (all in their primes), I picked the team that starts the season with almost no shot at the playoffs and was in the midst of a funk that they are still struggling to pick themselves out of today. Did I already ask what’s wrong with me?