Amazingly, despite the best of intentions, I have already entered the part of the year where Orioles games are not being watched in their entirety.
A season ago, I hit the wall around early September, when the Orioles finished the year 7-21. Like the Orioles, I limped down the stretch before shutting it down. Now, all it takes is Alex Cobb serving up one three-run bomb before the gut convinces a once optimistic subconscious that it knows the ending to the story. We’re not even through May, and we’ve known for weeks this Orioles team was bad. Accept it.