I'm a Toronto sports fan. That means I've experienced far more failures than successes over my four decades of life. In fact, my three favourite teams have won a combined two championships in my lifetime.
That was back in '92 and '93 when my Jays won back-to-back World Series titles. That was awesome, but that was 22-years ago. I really wanted to add a third title this season, and honestly believed it would happen.
It didn't happen. This was my final tweet last night. You know the rest of the story.
Tying run is 90-feet away. I don't know how much more I can take.— Toronto Mike (@torontomike) October 24, 2015
I went to bed feeling numb. I invested hundreds of hours in the 2015 Blue Jays and truly loved them the way you can only love a sports team. I wanted that game, but when it came time to execute, we didn't.
This morning, as I awoke to the sounds of my 18-month old stirring in the next room, I wasn't mad or even sad. I was glad it all happened. August was bananas, September was amazing, and most of October was incredible. We'll always have Donaldson's season for the ages, Pillar's Superman catches, Stroman's legendary return, Osuna's heaters, Price's dominant regular season, Encarnacion's sweet swings, Goins and Tulo's incredible defence, Colabello's against-all-odds contributions, Estrada's unexpected excellence, and, most of all, Bautista's clutch homers, including the bat flip of the millennium. And there was more. Much, much more.
There will be no World Series championship in 2015, but an unbelievably entertaining and likeable team returned to the postseason for the first time in 22 years and gave us a ride we'll never forget.
I'm satisfied. I'm smiling now as I write this, remembering the past three months. We've got some work to do, signing key starters and improving the bullpen, but I have no doubt we'll be contending again next season.
And next season, I'll bet we win it all.
