Can I post now?
It’s obviously silly to ask. This is my blog, and I post if I want to. But part of my mind wants to wait for fallout that follows this. No, not from A-Rod. You say your apology, and you go on. But who will follow him into a dark spotlight? Do I truly want to wait and find out?
Say what you will about Barry Bonds, and I won’t fight you too long. But this? This was our fault. Craving a knight to gallop in and fix it all, which of us forgot how such a knight must jump from dark to light and back again? It cannot stay put, wholly good or wholly bad. All of us forgot. Forgot, too, our initial horror at his monolithic contracts. At what cost a champion without flaws? It’s not important. No such thing truly is.
As a Cubs fan, my obvious comparison is to our last campaign. Anticlimactic, but how could such a climax work without failing? Pouring too much into a solo shot just sinks it down.
So who is our forthcoming champion now? A young boy waiting for a thaw, or in his yard anyway. Throwing a ball up and catching it. It will not roll into a road. Not today, anyway.
Our champion plays in anonymity, and that is good. Soon, that play will turn into hard work, with shortcuts looming. But not for him, oh no…This is ridiculous. I, too, am hallucinating.
But a child of my imagination only cannot disappoint.