What Else Did you Expect?

Did I watch tonight's game? In a word, no. I spent the evening trying to figure a complex Explosion in the Sky song, you know the one from that high school football movie set in Texas, yeah that one. Anyway, I apparently missed out on what was sure to be a classic performance by Tom Glavine, one in which his slider starts 2 inches off the plate and finishes 7 inches off the plate without ever crossing the plate. Yeah, I'm sure he has all those wins because umpires NEVER give him that outside foot of the plate. Anyway, what I missed was another typical Dodger post season performance where they ended up a day late and a dollar short.

It is as if the bums are pre-destined to lose these games. Since winning it all over the roided up A's in '88, the Blue have only managed 1 post season win. That translates to 1-11 in the past 18 years, not exactly setting the world on fire. What has come about from all this is a culture of failure that infests the organization and seems to be the same reasoning the Clippers use after every season, OK they are not that bad. However, post season losing has become common place with this club and the silent bats didn't do anything to wake up those Dodger ghosts of past. As a matter of fact, this team, cleverly named the "Band of Others" by the LA Times is exactly that, a bunch of guys that have been brought in to change the mood of the club house and the losing culture. The more things change, the more they stay the same. Furthermore, it is a miracle they have managed to get this far without Jeff Kent running over someone with his motor bike, or Brad Penny putting a fist into the wall. I bet it's only a matter of time before Raphael Furcal starts drinking again. In any case, the Dodgers are now showing the same flat line characteristics a kin to a someone laid out on the slab with a bullet in the chest.

And it goes without saying that the 3.5 million suckers that bought a ticket to go watch the club play this past year have been treated to nothing but the best, except when it comes to the post season. The loyal fans, much like my neighbor Gary who let his 11/2 year old daughter go crying while he yelled at his television, bare witness to the absolute collapse of a once proud franchise that won post season games as easily as Kutcher pulled breezies and Matt Leinert got basketball players from Thousand Oaks preggers. This franchise has become mediocre and are on the verge of losing out to a team that despite its record, lacks the pitching depth to make it in the postseason.

So what are we left with? Well the season is fading away quicker then Dennis Hastert's speakership and the team flys back to Los Angeles to open up the Revine one last time in 2006. Of couse, the block will be hot and major geekage will be in order, however the prospects of pushing this to the full 5 games seem slim and the fact is that despite all that has happened, Jose Lima might still remain the lone post season legend since Kirk Gibson.