This story from the SF Chronicle says it all. Giants: why must you mess with my emotions? You are like the cute boy who impressed me from the start, captures my heart, then backs away. I am confused. I am hurt. I believed in you.
Yeah, I know that I’m being dramatic. After all, it’s only the 3rd week of the season. But, damn! My love/hate relationship with my Giants is rough, and I’m sensing that this season is going to be particularly rough.
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