Ten games, and no losses in September. Seriously, this is getting ridiculous. Isn't is strange to think that at some point years from now, we'll look at great winning streaks in the history if the franchise and see the past few weeks as one of the most wickedly awesome stretches ever.No, really. And we don't even care at this point how much of a long shot the postseason is. We're going down with the ship.
We know that the chances are remote, but the irrational fan in us is doing somersaults when we see the Jays' chances at the Wild Card increase over the past week from 1% to 2.8% according to Coolstandings. (UPDATE: Actually, it went from 1% to 2.8% in one day.)
You see? They're saying that we still have a chance!
I have to tell you, I'm having a hard time focusing on baseball with this recent deluge of Cougardom around the ol' Blue Jays blogosphere.
ReplyDeletei'm playing the violin while the ship goes down. we play til the end, bitches!
ReplyDelete"so you're tellin me there's a chance!"
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KX5jNnDMfxA&feature=related
Touche, Ack. I think we each game added to the win streak, there should be a post featuring a lady from yester-year. I say that the next one is ... Demi Moore?
ReplyDelete2.8%!
ReplyDeleteWe notice that the DJF has decided to shit in the chocolate pudding of the optimists with today's post.
ReplyDeleteFairweather bastards.
Tao, don't knock it. Enjoy the fuzzy feelings while they last. I spent a lot of time there last night staring down the realists, so let me enjoy the fruit of my labours. Honestly, isn't it better than bitching about JP and company all the time? We've got the whole off-season for that.
ReplyDeleteWin streaks are never a bad thing.
ReplyDeleteNeither is hope.
Or so my friend Barack tells me.
"Hope climbs atop of the piano
ReplyDeletereaching out towards the warmth of the sun
some man tries to ask her down
but now maybe that's where she belongs
my god she said,
i'm the sunflower who wants
my god he said,
this woman is gone
into the dark
is there anybody there
my god she said
he climbed up top to find that she was slipping
Let her go, let her go, let me go
how long must we leave before we're winning
they don't know, they don't know they just don't know
If she can't be there I know it's best that
nothing is denied
If she can't be there it's best that
everyone change sides "
-Holy shit. How appropriate is that song at the moment? I'm not a fan of OLP at all, but with all this "hope" stuff floating around, the song's been in my head all day. I'm almost glad I wasted 2 minutes of my life looking up the lyrics.
Our Lady Peace?
ReplyDeleteUgh.
(So says the man who quoted Loverboy last week...)
I'll be honest, I do feel shame for putting that out there...but fuck it, I'm not deleting it.
ReplyDeleteBrendan: you gotta be who you gotta be. We can dig that.
ReplyDeleteTao, I'll remember that when I'm dropping some lyrics from Cinderella's classic "Long Cold Winter" album this offseason.
ReplyDeleteI don't know where I'm goin
ReplyDeletebut I sure know where I've been
hanging on the promises in songs of yesterday.
An' I've made up my mind, I ain't wasting no more time
but here I go again, here I go again.
Tho' I keep searching for an answer
I never seem to find what I'm looking for.
Oh Lord, I pray you give me strength to carry on
'cos I know what it means to walk along the lonely street of dreams.
Here I go again on my own
goin' down the only road I've ever known.
Like a drifter I was born to walk alone.
An' I've made up my mind, I ain't wasting no more time.
Just another heart in need of rescue
waiting on love's sweet charity
an' I'm gonna hold on for the rest of my days
'cos I know what it means to walk along the lonely street of dreams.
Here I go again on my own
goin' down the only road I've ever known.
Like a hobo I was born to walk alone.
An' I've made up my mind, I ain't wasting no more time
but here I go again, here I go again,
here I go again, here I go.
An' I've made up my mind, I ain't wasting no more time.
Here I go again on my own
goin' down the only road I've ever known.
Like a drifter I was born to walk alone
'cos I know what it means to walk along the lonely street of dreams.
Here I go again on my own
goin' down the only road I've ever known.
Like a drifter I was born to walk alone.
An' I've made up my mind, I ain't wasting no more time
but here I go again, here I go again,
here I go again, here I go,
here I go again
I still believe
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