I’ve struggled to find a iota of a shit to give about the ‘magical’ Kansas City Royals’ 2014 run. 8-0 in the postseason up to this point and in the World Series.
Last night, the San Francisco Giants ended my St. Louis Cardinals’ bid to head back to another World Series by ending their series in a walkoff. It was the fifth game of the series, which the Giants largely controlled in a tightly contested one.
I hope the Giants win the World Series, just as the title of this post says, and I’ll tell you why.
As far as this ‘magical’ Kansas City Royals ride to the top? Yeah, it’s anything but.
If there’s one thing I despise about the typical sports fans, it’s the fairweather attitude a lot have — it’s a fickle trait. The Royals were 26th in attendance this year. Now, all of a sudden, the fans are showing up as if they’d been die-hard fans since the 1985 World Series.
Please get the fuck outta here.
Kansas City, you don’t deserve to watch your baseball team reap a World Series.
The San Francisco Giants are like the San Antonio Spurs of Major League Baseball. They win with class, dignity and respect, they play with ‘oneness’ and there’s no overpaid egomaniacs in their clubhouse. Much like the Spurs, they virtually are winning a World Series title every other year.
The Royals? Just a flash in the pan group with a crowd of bandwagoning bumrat schmucks behind them. Soon, the Giants will send them on their way and they’ll be an afterthought next season, as their current batch of fairweather fans are royal pains in the ass.