I'm currently halfway through year 2 of my RTTS. I have a power hitting, speed demon short stop who got called to the majors in year 2 and immediately took the league by storm garnering Rookie of the Month honors in his first month. Since then it's like I've fallen off of a cliff especially in power production even though my power ratings are both in the low 90s.
My batting average is currently several points under .300 which is my personal Mendoza line. Anything less is unacceptable. If it weren't for my speed and legging out infield singles, my average would be near the ACTUAL Mendoza line. In my frustration I'm swinging at pitches I would've never dreamt of before, so much so that my manager has called me to warn me about it. My first instinct was to mouth off to him but the last time I did that I got benched for the rest of the season in AA. So I just swallowed my pride and "yes, sir"red.
For those also in this deep chasm of suck, just know that there is a light at the end of that proverbial tunnel. You will hit those solo shots, those clutch RBIs, celebrations at home plate and player-of-the-game awards and the adulation of the home crowd. Those days WILL come back, right? I mean they HAVE to. Otherwise, what's the meaning of it all? I mean why else are we hurtling through time and space on this baseball-shaped rock we call home?
Just remember and keep saying to yourself: "I'm good enough, I'm smart enough, and doggone it, DON'T SWING AT THAT."
(((( GROUP HUG FOR WHOEVER WANTS IT (no pressure) ))))
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