As I sat in my seat last night at Target Field during last night's pounding, I unwillingly listened to a fan in my section berating the Twins. He went on and on about how they are a bunch of overpaid babies who don't try hard enough. This morning, I woke up to a local radio personality griping about how Mauer and his contract are "a distraction" in the clubhouse causing the Twins to lose focus. Then when I arrived at work today, a coworker stopped by my desk because he felt the need to adamantly express how he thinks the Twins players are faking injuries and that Ron Gardenhire should be fired.
Sadly, this kind of resentment has become more and more commonplace in 2011. For some unknown reason, fans and some members of the media actually seem to get personally offended when their team of choice is not doing well. I don't get it. Maybe it's just me, but when I hear someone ranting irrationally about a sports team's poor performance, it just reminds me of a toddler throwing a temper tantrum because he doesn't want to put away his toys. It's immature, and it makes me enjoy baseball less because of it.
Am I any less of a die hard Twins fan because I don't hold some personal vendetta against any member of the Twins organization for the team being in last place? Should I be there with the rest of them looking for a Mauer-shaped skapegoat to crucify for causing the team to lose? Why do people feel the need to point fingers and blame someone when things don't go as they want them to?
We're not talking about who should have made the decision to evacuate a city before an impending flood. This isn't life and death here. This is baseball. It's a sport; a recreational passtime we follow for entertainment purposes. Nothing more. No matter how closely I follow the Twins and how hard I root for them to win, I'm not going to post a comment on the Strib site saying that the Twins don't deserve to have their new ballpark "because they suck." I'm not going to go on any profanity-laced tirade about how the players are a bunch of millionaire panzies. I'm not going to riot in the streets because my team didn't win Game 7.
Baseball (and any sport, really) is effected by luck. Sometimes things work out and everything is awesome. Sometimes things go wrong and it's difficult to watch. You endure the hard times so that the good times are that much sweeter. Choosing to become bitter just robs you of any enjoyment you might get from this sport that you supposedly care about. It's pointless; negativity just feeding negativity.
If you're going to argue that Mauer's contract was too expensive or that Bill Smith should initiate a fire sale or that Gardy should have a more consistent batting order game-to-game, then do so like an intelligent adult. I realize that I'm preaching to the choir by posting this here, but I'm just fed up. All this angry meathead rhetoric is making me like being a Twins fan less because I'm lumped in with this crap by association.