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Monday, June 30, 2008

The Mets are my abusive boyfriend.

Rooting for the NY Mets is to be trapped in a cycle of abuse. That's the only way I can describe being a fan of this miserable excuse for a team.

Every time I’m ready to give up on this team they win a game in truly beautiful fashion. They convince me, no, this time it will be different, this time we really HAVE changed. Then they hit me again with back to back ugly ugly losses and I wonder why I ever even bother, and remind myself that I’m a fool to have ever believed them.

Any Red Sox or Cubs fans know of a home for survivors of abusive teams I can visit?

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