For an impatient person like myself, hardly any phrase garners more teeth-grinding angst than "wait and see." "Maybe" is a close second. My idea of hell is more like limbo, because if nothing else, I'd rather know one way or the other.
Right now, my world is in limbo. My life changed forever last fall, and I'm still waiting for the dust to settle. Right now, everyone in the majors is speculating on whether the Giants really are new and improved, or if this 7-3 start is just a stroke of luck. My life over much of the past year has been an up-and-down roller coaster ride, and similarly, so has the Giants' season, even though it's just begun. Unfortunately for me and my team, only time will tell if we're going to come out on top- although at least things are looking up for the Giants. Despite the dismal 7-0 start tonight they rallied back to only fall to our nemesis (aka the Dodgers, aka spawns of Satan) with a final score of 10-8. *Side note- I'll have to write another post soon about how frustrating those close losses are.*
We've seen them rally back, we've seen them sweep the opening series- on the road- with ease, and I was there to watch them grind out a painful (home) opening day victory. It would seem that for the Giants, people are mostly waiting for the other shoe to drop, waiting for the team to fail.
They wait for the worst, while I wait for the best.
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