Today did me in. As insane and depressing and unthinkable as things have been this season, I have remained optimistic. Guys stepped up in the starting rotation to cushion the blow of Smoltz, Glavine, and Soriano. Chipper was the best player in baseball for much of the 1st half. The Mets were worse than we were (for a while) and the Phillies haven’t (and still seem unable to) run away with it. And there were always small turn-arounds in the form of mini-streaks to keep me believing. But this Nationals series has sent me over the edge. The Nationals?!?!? I honestly don’t think we have it in us. I hold out a tiny glimmer of hope that some miracle will occur in south Florida and Philly this week – but it based on nothing but the 10 year old baseball fan inside of me who always thinks my team will win.
It’s time to say goodbye to Teixeira. It’s time to blow up the outfield. And it’s time to start showing Bobby the door.