When It Hurts to Love

So. I've been sad lately. I think part of it is something that sounds utterly ridiculous, but I am sure that it is affecting me.

Here goes. 

The Rangers have gotten rid of players that I love. 

They are in a rebuilding mode, and I don't like it. No one asked me, though. It turns out that baseball is hard on my heart. I get emotionally invested in these players; I love watching the way team members relate, and it's hard to imagine these guys on another team having the same relationships with other players on those different teams, teams that they have been practically enemies of during previous seasons. 

(Okay, enemies might be a little strong. But just a little.)

Mike Napoli is gone to the Red Sox. But, but, but...what about Derek Holland and the friendship they have, and how well they work together when Holland is on the mound and Nap's behind the plate? How do you just move on from that?!

And Michael Young is off to Philadelphia. After twelve years, being hailed as the team captain and leader, he's gone. This makes me sad. 

I wonder if it makes them sad. Or if it truly is just business for them. 

There is talk of other players who will likely be gone by the time next season rolls around. I'm not sure if I'm going to make it! I guess I better toughen up, though, because they're changing things up. 

Baseball. I love it, even though it hurts.

Comments

[Karen Krucke]

I feel the same way about my football team. I balled like a baby when jimmy smith and Fred Taylor retired. It is ard watching players get traded as well. I invest so much in the team and players. But f course, I am the one that cries when the mascot does his intro into the stadium and the national anthem starts. And don't get me started about the flyover, I have tears flowing the whole time. It is easy though when you support a team wholeheartedly to get that attached. So long story short, I completely understand :)