I don't know what to think about what has happened to my beloved Dodgers. Over the past 3 days we have experienced the most heart wrenching disaster on the playing field since I don't know when. Heck, I don't even want to think about it. I'm at a loss for words. I just can't come up with the thoughts or ideas that could possibly satisfy me, or anyone else. I feel like a guest on the Titanic. I'm looking out at the horizon when the realization hits me. The ship is going down and there is nothing I can do about it.
Please. Oh, Please. Where are the rescue ships to save me from this terrible disaster.
I know this is a bit over the top, but this is how I truly feel right now. I have that empty pit feeling in my stomach.
Realistically, I know they can't lose like this every game. Afterall, wins and losses ebb and flow throughout the year. Nevertheless, we must find some consistency if we hope to make the playoffs.
It's early, I know. Let's just hope this momentary lapse of reason transforms itself into a formula that get everybody on the same page.