Steve, thanks for posting this as I was looking for a place to post how I felt. Nothing yet seemed relevant so this is a good time.

I explained this to my wife; after the Yankees lost, I felt relief. Odd. The whole season was so full of emotion, so many ups and downs, that is was draining. It’s like being with someone who you know is dying, and every day was so hard trying to keep their spirits up, and then finally it was over and you could on about your life. I know that may seem harsh, but that’s how I feel.

I lived and died with this team for 166 games and it took its toll, so I’m glad the season is over. Well, don’t get me wrong, I’m disappointed they forgot to show up to play, but I’m glad that the season is over.

Now we can look forward to next year. Maybe some of that 1998 mentality can creep back into our guys’ minds.

I was at a downtown L.A. bar last night, and the ALCS was droning quietly – almost anonymously – in the far corner of the busy bar. Nobody was watching, and I tried hard not to. But it’s impossible. All my friends were drinking, talking, and laughing; and I was masochistically glued to the TV screen, watching the 10-3 blowout and wondering what might have been.