It’s been a rough season for a lot of baseball fans. Optimism was high for the reigning World Series champions and we all know how that worked out. I’m a Cubs fan and the season has not been much better.
After losing the Division lead, the Cubs don’t even have a wild card spot at this point. It looks unlikely that they will make the playoffs. Like the Sox, the Cubs have a lot of marquee names on their roster including Kris Bryant, Anthony Rizzo, Javier Baez, Jon Lester, Kyle Hendricks, Yu Darvish, and so on. I doubt that Joe Maddon will be back as skipper if the Cubs don’t make a lengthy playoff run. And that’s not going to happen.
I think that one of the reasons that it hurts so much is that I don’t want it to end. Every night I fall asleep listening to the Cubs on the MLB app. I have an empty feeling on off days. I hate it. I miss it. Now instead of an occasional off day, I have five months with baseball.
Baseball to me represents summer. It starts in the spring when everything is new. Goes through the warm summer nights when all is right with the world. Now it’s over, just like summer. Just like I am not ready to face the end of the baseball season, I’m not ready to face winter.
No quote I’ve ever read sums it up better than that of A. Bartlett Giamatti, former Commissioner of Major League Baseball.
“[Baseball] breaks your heart. It is designed to break your heart. The game begins in the spring when everything else begins again, and it blossoms in the summer, filling the afternoons and evenings, and then as soon as the chill rains come, it stops and leaves you to face the fall all alone. You count on it, rely on it to buffer the passage of time, to keep the memory of sunshine and high skies alive, and then just when the days are all twilight, when you need it most, it stops.”
― A. Bartlett Giamatti, Take Time For Paradise: Americans And Their Games
After the final game of the season, I always take time to read this quote. Baseball breaks my heart.