AS SOMEBODY who spent six-plus years chronicling the rise and fall of the baseball team here in town, I have learned to live my life according to a simple but dependable maxim:
It can always get worse.
Perhaps you'd rather have a shortstop who hits .300 instead of hitting 20 home runs.
But it can always get worse.
Perhaps you'd rather have a manager who rules his clubhouse with an iron fist and is a fierce proponent of the sacrifice bunt.
But it can always get worse.
No matter what kind of change you'd like to see happen, if your strongest argument against the status quo is a failure to envision how it might degenerate further, then the failure is yours alone.