All through this season, I have tried my level best to avoid getting too high or too low with this team. In seasons past, I've lived and died with this team, one hundred and sixty two times a year. There was no middle ground, every night would find me in paroxysms of joy or in a black fury, raging at the cruel fate that threw an eighth inning double play upon all of us, killing a promising rally.
Viva El Birdos
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