I really do.
I always feel conflicted. On one hand, I would love to get the feeling that the Front Office has some fight in them and is willing to make a big move to go all the way, and various other sports cliches (sorry K-bro). On the other hand, ugly realism rears its head, and I have to consider that a new infielder or relief pitcher isn't going to be the one thing that gets us into October. Especially considering the liklihood that Slowey is done for the season.
I was all about the Freddy Sanchez idea before the Slowey bad news. Thanks to Garrett Jones, I feel more confident in my ability to continue to cheer on any of our boys who got sent to Pittsburgh. But now....eh.
And I hate the Orlando Cabrera talk. A) I don't like Orlando Cabrara. B) I can't imagine wishing the 10,000 fans, white-shoe fate on any of our players. Ick.
So....I have to disagree with Joe and Joe and Justin.
I know. I know.
Disagreeing publicly with Joe Mauer could get me arrested if I cross the state line into Minnesota. But so be it.
It's just that in this particular situation, I don't think I will be all that disappointed if we don't make a move. Obviously, if we started selling off pieces of the club, that's different. And I would be angry. HULK angry.
I would love to win the division, obviously. And it's totally doable. But the way the team has fared against the other AL divisions in general this season, does not bode well for our chances to make it past round one, even if we do make the playoffs.
Of course, in my heart I know magic happens. I always firmly believe in my heart that we are going to win the World Series....right up until we are eliminated. But I'm not sure I want to bet the farm on it. You know?
One new infielder, or one new relief pitcher isn't going to get it done by themselves. It's going to take superior play from everyone on the field, and a lot of that lucky magic. And if I'm counting on magic anyway, I'd almost rather roll with what we've got.