I hesitantly went to the Dodger game against the Giants this past Friday. The only reason I went was because it was a fundraiser for my friend’s school. Thankfully the Dodgers won the game 8-3 which is a better result than the last several games I attended. But if you want me to remember anything about the game you’ve got me. Sadly the only memorable thing was seeing that High School Musical actorhomo being mobbed.
As for the Dodger season, this season was quite memorable in the way it imploded. One of the common refrains I uttered was, “The Dodgers need to stop playing lethargically.” They never did stop, and sadly it caught up with them after the All Star Break.
As upsetting and disappointing as this season was given the expectations, at least they gave us fans the dignity of not having a seven game lead in the division on September 13 only to completely collapse and not make the postseason. To that I’m grateful. See? I’m trying to be optimistic!
In my last Dodger-related post I fervently said that Grady Little should be fired. I’m glad to see Dodger owner Frank McCourt doesn’t read my writing. No really. Because he is committed to sticking to this car wreck of a manager. He actually approves of these line-ups created after having one too many whisky-on-the-rocks.
Seeing as how that plan is wrecked, I really don’t see them making any move to get any free agents or any trades. There is that Johan Santana deal for Matt Kemp and Clayton Kershaw which I’m lukewarm to at best. But I really don’t think there will be an A-Rod. And although Brave’s centerfielder Andruw Jones would be appealing, there’s no way the Dodgers can move Slappy McPopup (better known as Juan Pierre).
But remember, the field level will get an expanded concourse so we can buy more shitty food and overpriced watered down beer! ¡Que maravilloso!
So what are the Dodgers going to do this offseason? I have no fucking clue. And unfortunately it’s this lack of direction that will have us waiting yet another 20 years for a whiff of World Series glory.