Monday, September 19, 2005

The Final Countdown

Remember this song? Of course you do. And even if you don't, I guarantee that if you heard it, you'd recognize it. That awful synthesizer melody, the talentless musicians...bands like this were why 80s heavy metal failed. Will there ever be another Monkees?

But I digress. With Macha's departure all but a certainty, we've entered the final countdown to his finally being somewhere else. 13 games left. 14 days. And then he's gone. Oh, thank you Jesus. We've already gone over all of Macha's ridiculously stupid decisions. Perhaps there will be a book someday. It'll be called, "God damn what a fucking moron." But for now, all we can do is celebrate. Celebrate like the New Year's ball is dropping, except when it does, you won't have to sing "Auld Lang Syne" like a god damn faggot. Celebrate like you've never celebrated before.

Will this team make the playoffs? It has a good shot. I don't think it will, because I think that Macha's best work is yet to come. And when I say "best work," I mean that in the way that implies Macha is an idiot. I think that Macha will singlehandedly cost us a playoff birth for the second consecutive year, and then he'll ride out of town on a horse with no name, but the jockey sure as hell won't be nameless. His name will be "Asshole." But maybe I'll be surprised, and we'll get to the playoffs, where Macha can reprise the brilliance that was the 2003 ALDS. Who knows?

14 days. 13 games. Then no more Macha.

We're leaving together,
But still it's farewell
But maybe we'll come back
To Earth, Who can tell?

It's the Final Countdown.


Blogger Chuck Cheeze said...

Amen to that my brotha...push him out, shove him out, waaaaaay out!

Monday, September 19, 2005 3:42:00 PM  

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