Justification

(This is my first post on Royals Review and my first FanPost on SBN. Please bear with me as I'm not a numbers guy, just a sports fan)

I'm sitting here watching 'Titanic' with my girlfriend a few hours after the Super Bowl has ended (which is the only televised game I can get her to watch. I have to watch the Chiefs, Royals, and Bulls in the Fortress of Solitude) and I can can't help but feel like the movie has some relevance to my mood for KC sports. We have such high expectation year in and year out, only to have a big fucking iceberg run down the middle of our dream and sink the whole thing. As we sink, we can't help but hope that Jack some how stays alive. Like every year, and every time I watch this movie, Leo dies and falls to the bottom of the ocean. I have no problem watching Leonardo DiCaprio die, but I have a serious problem with watching my city die.

I've been a Royals fan since 1989, when a group of players from the Rockies came to my 1st grade class to tell me home awesome they were. Later that year, my badass music teacher took us to the K to do kids day where I met the likes of Boone, Seitzer, McRae, and the holiest of holy, George freakin Brett. Since then I've witnessed the Royals do a tail spin, fall, crash land, burst into flames, and then eat each other to stay alive on the fridged mountain top next to a beach side resort. I'm all for eating the person next to you to stay alive if you're on the brink of death, however I'm against cannibalism for the hell of it. It may sound cool, and some of the other kids on the block are doing it. But it is never, ever, EVER acceptable. Other kids' moms will look at you weird and pretty quickly you won't be allowed to play with the kids.

With the brink of the 2010 season upon us, I'm more pessimistic than ever. I pray, every day, that GMDM goes out for the morning paper, and some rabid bear runs out of the woods and eats him on his drive way to the applause of his neighbors and players; later that bear becomes mayor and turns KC into a model space city, but that's for another post. My question to you is how do you watch/cope with a team that you know will be horrible and will make a late season run at that magic 70-win season?

I was optimistic, as most of you, last year, that we were a .500 team at most, but with this years transactions, thus far, I'm left scratching my head. Ankiel? Anderson? Pods? I know those are just OF's, but it's a statement. A statement that we are in contention for the 2004 pennant (I blatantly ripped this off another poster). I still have some faith the GMDM will eat JoGui's contract, and that he will personally take Bentancourt out behind the wall next to the DriDuck seats and shoot him (which would be the perfect way to start off the season), but I'm rapidly losing my faith in this organization.

I will attend my usual 10 games this year. I will wear my blue, faded, sweat and tear soaked cap. I will also drink a large quantity of beer before heading in around the 3rd inning. I will have the same optimism that we'll win and that (when he was with us) John 'I like to ***k' Buck will hit a 2 run blast. But unfortunately, I'm having trouble finding a bright spot; I'm grabbing at straws and pulling out dog shit. I'm looking for a little positive re-inforcement that we will be mediocre and that our front office does have some clue to what's going on.

Please help me. The Wizards gave a BIG middle finger to South KC and left for greener and richer pastures in Kansas. The Chiefs are still a question mark. The Mavericks are semi-pro team that play that way. How do you stay positive? How do you stay 'True, Blue, Tradition?'

(I'm personally still holding out for a song by Celine Dione to justify all this)