Thursday night, after attending the Royals’ season-ending defeat to the Yankees in Game Four of the ALDS, I immediately planned on writing an article about how the Yankees had once again become the Royals’ and Royals fans’ biggest enemy.
However, I stopped myself. I did not want to write something so quickly after the loss, something that was sure to be drawn quick from the hip, something brash. Something wrong.
Instead, on the drive home, I decided to give it a couple of days to see if I still felt the same way, to see if I felt better after the loss.