You might have noticed that I haven’t been writing much lately and that’s because I have been away on vacation for close to two weeks now.
I went up to the good ol’ cottage in Whitestone and tried to pull some fish out of Wahwashkesh Lake. I didn’t catch much of anything because I swear there are no fish in that lake, but I did catch a couple booze-driven buzzes – better than the couple innings of Jays baseball I watched.
It’s been the summer of sigh.
But, the summer is fun even if the Jays stink. And they sure as shit have stunk.
…I didn’t go on Twitter once while on vacation, which was great because Twitter is kind of dumb. I honestly wouldn’t dive into that Internet trash can if it weren’t for baseball, but I’m sifting through the garbage again because I’m back from vacation and need to jump into the baseball swing of things.
So I have been humming and hawing at what the hell to write because the season is boring right now and nothing has been fun and you can only lean on prospect content for so long before that gets boring too, right? Although prospect content is good stuff to read when everything is bleak – that’s for sure.
It’s all we have right now…
At least at the end of the day, the Jays tried to kick the 2018 wild card can, but it got stuck in their cleats and then they tripped and fell hard on their remember-Josh-Donaldson faces…UGH…GAH…Big effing blah.
I’m trying not to be negative here, but with all that has happened this season – with all the thumbs to the eye – the whole John Gibbons getting canned stuff begins.
And I love John Gibbons, so deep breath and…
#GibbyTheBest (but maybe it’s time)
I’m really trying to figure out how to write something that isn’t going to be boring because boring is bad.
Bad like the 2018 Blue Jays season.
I was thinking about doing a post (with one-liners) where I compare how bad this season is to some pretty lame things and trends. This is the best thing I could come up with…
The 2018 Jays season is as bad as frosted tips from the late nineties…
Badum *bad* tish.
There are so many more of these I could do, but what’s the point.
The truth is, this season has been one big sarcastic thumbs up after another.
…And so many more.
So, here’s to you 2018 you sonofa…fun times.
It hasn’t been much fun at all.
Oh well. They tried.
At least the Jays have one of the best farm systems in baseball, right?
The Jays have Vlad. That’s cool.
So, I guess, as the summer of sigh continues to press on during these humid days, we should all continue to sip the bottle of Vlad. Sip it until you pass out and wake up in the third week of April 2019. Sip it until the Jays do what AA did with Acuna in Atlanta. Sip it until the day comes that he gets called up. Sip the shit out of it and the hope that it brings.
Maybe we should just change the name of this site to Vlady Nation for now.
It’s a long day’s journey into tomorrow, but tomorrow will soon come. Hopefully mediocrity doesn’t follow along for too much longer.
Hopefully, the future will do this…
My name is Ryan Di Francesco, and I am back from vacation.