A long December and there’s reason to believe Maybe this year will be better than the last -Counting Crows
Sorry A's fans, but with Ken Macha's return to the team, there is absolutely no reason to think that this year will be better than the last...or any of the two before that, and no amount of poignant quotes from Adam Duritz to George Bernard Shaw are going to change that.
Macha costs this team about 7-8 wins a year with his lack of brain cells, so we need to be that much better than the Angels on paper in order to win the division. And while I do think that, as of right now, we're a better team than the Angels, I don't think we're 7-8 games better. Injuries and/or trades could change all of that, but for now, the safe money is on Anaheim. Thanks, Ken.
Some people like to look at their calendar on a day like today, and notice that not only has the month changed, but the year has changed, as well. And the poet inside them will think of all the possibilities of the new year, of realized hopes and dreams, of new motivation and ambition, and of the good in this world far outweighing the bad. It is often a time for introspection and self-examination. There are more things on heaven and earth than are dreamt of in your philosophies, and the new year is the perfect time to implement those new philosophies. You might want to re-discover yourself, or put an end to the internecine behavior that is tearing your life apart. Your inanition is your own damn fault, so it's time to change that, and change that you will. Change your philopshies, change your thinking, change your actions, and change your life. If there's going to be a new year, there's going to be a new you.
Unfortunately, the same arbitrary turning of the calendar that sparked the "new you" continues to turn in a system that is far more powerful than any one singular person, and as January turns to February and February becomes March, invariably, you remain the same person you always were. The principle of inertia is strong within you, and it's strong within all of us. Did you really think you were going to run that marathon or write that novel? We cynics enjoy laughing at you hopeless optimists; schadenfreude is all we have. Really, it's all any of us have, because we sure as hell don't have the promise of the new year. For the promise of the new year is just as conjured as Santa Claus or Valentine's day, and the sooner you realize that, the sooner you can resign yourself to a fatalist mentality. No, life isn't determined by the stars, life just sucks.
So in 2006, as you're watching Macha trot out the same inefficient lineup day after nauseating day, completely ignoring his bench, and making pitching changes justifiable only to the mentally ill, I want you to ask yourself where you have seen this before.
Meet the New Year.....Same as the Old Year.