I'm sure I'll laugh...

...many miles down the road, but tonight I can't. In very Andrewesque-Fashion I have come to blog (rant) again about a painful moment in my life. The Angels lost the ALDS to Boston yet again. This was not painful for me any other year but this year.

I cannot say I am an avid fan of the Angels. The stadium is ok, the fans to be honest can be downright tasteless, but I fell in love with this years' Angels, this years' roster. See, I haven't followed baseball in almost a decade (for good reason, apparently). But I have had fond memories at the ballpark in the past and this summer I decided to go with Khanh. It was a great game, and the Angels were doing great. Then I started paying attention to them, watched a couple of games here and there. Checked up on the scores when I missed the opportunity, and then I started watching pretty much every game into the post season.

Why did I watch? Because they were doing well? Maybe, probably. I like to think of it as to why they were doing well. Great management, great players, they put on a great game. The players worked hard and set high goals for themselves. I just grew fond of the team, they seemed like a great bunch of people. I liked the way our stars carried themselves. Guerrero is like a big teddy bear and a great player--without being a celebrity. Torii Hunter's got an amazing personality, always joking around and smiling and having fun. And big Tex, well... to be honest, I don't know much about his personality. He just seems like a nice guy. These guys wanted to win, the whole team did, and they worked hard for it. Their philosophy is game to game. I've seen them playing post-season style baseball all summer long, each one mattered.

So my investment in watching these past months of Angels Baseball wasn't for my own pride. How can I have pride in something I didn't do? I was really rooting these guys on. I wanted them to go the distance because I was tuned in to their story for the year. And I must say, the most excruciating thing is to see something you care about fail. It's been a year full of battles. Many of them have lost, or seem that way. Maybe I'm just putting off my own battles, in hopes that seeing others succeed will be enough.

Btw... I don't think I can watch anymore of the post season. I do not like this Dodgers team one bit. Manny Ramirez is a shameless playboy with some talent. And Joe... he's a bigger celebrity than any of them. If I wanted to see stars, I'd get out of this hell hole and just look up at the night sky.

Man, this hurts. Kind of like seeing Spike die @ the end of that great series I watched so long ago (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7s6jJ3_a9yo). Oh well, at least they can go on another year (although I doubt it'll be the same team next year).