So you know how we went about trying to make the playoffs and stuff?
We’re not really good at it yet, not at all.
But I wrote down a song and was hoping to show it tonight because it made us really, really sad.
So… yeah.

Every time I play, I imagine a future where we don’t have to lose.
In my head I regret that we cannot choose the ending.
Bailey mowed down a dozen strong batters;
Correa was a hit in every respect and made every run.
Despite this earrings, only the result counts;
What needs to be done to prevent this team from falling apart?
What does it take for this game
Is it starting to be fun?

In the tenth round we managed to get a two-pointer at the front and we cheered when we took the lead.
Ronny H. came immediately and, in his usual horror, lost the lead.
Got one out and had to pass it on to Tonkin.
(Joe P. will not spend money on a man with higher debt.)
The next man had to hit a runner;
Nothing to do, call her Unexploded bombs and wave goodbye.

Does the thread give us another thought-provoking comment picking tonight?
Yes, that’s right: kusko_andy has commented on the pitchers and he is right.
Now we stare at the rising tiger.
How can we escape this crude banality?
When September brings the end,
How can we face the finality of ’24?
With a new mentality?
Because if our fans can never sincerely hope,
What can we be?