After credibly imitating a .500 team for much of the season, the pretense fell out from under us against the Cardinals this past week. A back-to-back doubleheader was a brutally efficient way to decrease winning percentage while increasing anguish. It was forty eight hours of losing and almost-losing. It was a Hurricane Dorian of a weekend– an unending barrage of wind and rain and giving up runs in the ninth.
i grew up having faced zero hurricanes and then, upon moving to Florida, experienced five in a three-month span. What wears you down in a hurricane isn’t just the rain or just the wind or the occasional tornado– it’s all of them, all the time, for days and days.