In my many years following the Kansas City Royals, I've had the opportunity to ponder the relationship between losing, losing by a lot and losing when the win is needed. If any of the Plinky World understands anything about the Royals history, we can see and peak when they were actually good, thus the dubbed George Brett years. And, you would think that because of him we would have an increase in incredible players. However, the good players we grew, nurtured and loved got traded to the likes of the Red Sox, Seatle and White Sox for nobodies and nothing to show for it. Since around '97, the Royals have been the ass-end of ever joke that baseball has to offer.

So, I ask, is it OK to sob? Is it alright to wet my cheek, say that there's something in my eye? I am crying right now...