You know what I feel like after the last two days of Franconagate? I feel like one of those wives that is married to a crooked executive. One that loves him unconditionally, and then is completely blindsided when she finds out all of the awful, dreadful things he has done behind the scenes. So conflicted to hear such unbelievable things about the person she loves. THAT is the only analogy I can think of about the Red Sox players who let this happen to Tito. I still love them, but I am disgusted by their behavior. I don’t even want to know who it was. Ignorance is bliss. I don’t think my heart can handle the facts. I will stand by them, just as a loyal wife stands by her husband in court. But in my heart, I know they were wrong - and I’m disgusted by it.
So yeah, this was too long to post to twitter. But I had to get it off my chest. I’m still numb, even this morning. It’s like a bad dream I’m hoping to wake up from. At this point, I’m not even looking forward to Spring Training. Yet. I’m looking forward to the day when I am.