What your view of sports and life would be if you had too many concussions
If you haven’t guessed by now, this blog is less about which teams I love; it’s more about why your team sucks. Granted, I’m certainly not alone when it comes to a hatred of the New York Yankees. But I had a special sort of bile-spewing, eyeball-popping rage for Hideki Matsui.
If I ever needed to see an RBI double into the gap or a clutch two-run homer, all I needed to do was wait for a Matsui at-bat against the Twins or Angels. He routinely stomped their pitching staffs and wore their entrails as a trophy. And let’s not forget his single-handed destruction of the Philles in Game 6 last year. I quit counting after his fifth RBI. It really seems sometimes the only thing that can stop Matsui is being strafed by the Japanese air force.
For some reason, the Angels have a knack for bringing in guys that drove me absolutely batshit crazy. I managed to get over Mike Scioscia’s days behind the plate in Dodger blue. I got over Bobby Abreu coming from the Bronx evil empire to Orange County. Now, I have to get over it with Hideki Matsui.
The fact he already has three homers and is hitting .370 still hasn’t gotten me used to seeing Matsui in Angel red. I’m sure I’ll deal with it eventually; I’m not one of those war veterans who took his hatred of the enemy to the grave. The fact I’ve already seen him continue his Twin killing ways doesn’t really help, but 30 dingers and 100 RBI for the Angels certainly would.
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