A little more than a week ago, Nestor approached the WNST bloggers with an idea about conveying our LOVE for the Orioles and Baltimore baseball; through our writings in the week leading up to Opening Day. To boot, he granted each of us with a specific day to feature our words regarding the spirited topic.
Today is my day …..
Since I’m on the big stage, I will not waste the grand opportunity, nor will I spare the feelings or emotions of anyone who reads this piece. From readers and listeners, to my very brethren at WNST, everyone is fair game for my message and view on the unconditional value attached to actually loving something or someone.
For me, the expression of LOVE is not always a warm and emotional message. Nope, it’s not typecast in a Valentine’s Day greeting or heart shaped box of candy. Call it what you will, but loving anything can be frustrating, if not a heart-wrenching experience.
Love can be tough …..
But, “tough love” has opened the eyes of many misguided or conflicted souls. It has also caused many good people to accept and realize their current path is not productive. Indeed, dolling out a good dose of our toughest brand of love has saved many relationships and lives.
Today, you’re gonna get TOUGH LOVE and the intent behind it. If you’re my friend or foe, co-worker or colleague, boss or blood, it doesn’t matter – I’m heaping every single soul who proclaims a love for this city and its baseball team into one collective crowd.
If you don’t like such a stance or preached words, just stop reading. But, a message must be conveyed, and it’s quite simple:
STOP BITCHING ABOUT THE LAST 13 YEARS OF LOSING
STOP GRIPING ABOUT THE PAST FRUGALITY OF OWNERSHIP
And, for God’s sake, please take these words to heart:
STOP BASHING THE ONE MAN WHO IS TRYING TO CHANGE THINGS
Everybody who colors their baseball loving soul in black and orange understands how frustrating its been to wander aimlessly through more than a decade of misdirection and defeat. It has been an era none of us will ever forget in the totality of our lifetimes.
But, beyond our collective and personally observed memories of such a downtrodden time, what value can be found in continuing to dwell on it?
One of the primary lessons to be learned through the history of anything, including sports, is that yesterday has no real bearing on tomorrow. Tomorrow can still be affected, and yesterday cannot be changed, period.
Yet, as we welcome the start of a new baseball season and immediate era brimming with a true optimism, some of us are unable or unwilling to leave yesterday – the one thing that will never, EVER change, in the past.
We know such predictable pessimism when we see it, too …..
If you want a prime example of how a decade of dysfunction can grip ahold of someone’s soul, just look at the way some of Baltimore’s faithful sports souls are turning their teeth on Buck Showalter, because of comments he made in a recent Mens Journal article.
I get it, the Orioles skipper made some controversial remarks about the New York Yankees and Boston Red Sox. Such statements about baseball’s most prestigious and relevant franchises will reap rebuttals from national media, as well as Bronx and Beantown supporters.
But, the criticisms of Showalter have emerged from Baltimore, as well. We’ve encountered such ramblings in blogs, message boards, web articles and social forums where “140 words or less” are the mandate.
Have those who’ve taken the Orioles manager to task even read the article? Probably, not. After all, there has been no mention of additional article highlights, which include Showalter’s obsessive preparation for umpiring crews, 4-5 weeks in advance, or his whiteboard session in the days that followed his acceptance of commanding this team.
Here is a question for the doubters …..