Sports fans are like kicked puppies. Our masters are our favorite teams, and no matter how hard we get kicked, we come back, hoping to recieve love back, and when we don't, we still come whimpering home. Game 5 was a particularly painful kick in the tail, yet, I've been to several more games this year. So what gives? Why are we so emotionally captivated by sports teams? I don't know. No one does. What I do know is that we are all addicts and we have a common drug: baseball.
I personally have invested so much emotion into this game and this team. I love baseball but it's just not fun to watch when the team you love is playing poorly. All I can do is put my tail between my legs and go home. But maybe, just maybe, the Nationals can turn it around and still have a winning record. There's always hope, right?