Hey, Rockies. Quit dragging our hearts around.
The winning streak died at the warning track. Ever hear 27,862 hopeful gasps turn to a group groan in a single breath?
In front of a ballpark full of anxious eyes, Chris Iannetta’s two-out blast in the bottom of the ninth inning went back, back, back … only to sputter near the 380-foot sign on the track. Colorado lost 4-3 on Tuesday night to San Diego.
Welcome to Coors Field, home of mile-high anxiety. We’re hopelessly in love with a baseball team that messes with our hearts, makes our tummies ache and forces hair to stand up and boogie on the back of our necks.