Anger
Fire Ned Yost!! He’s a ******* clown!! Is he even watching the game?!
We could no longer ignore the product on the field. The Kansas City Royals were putrid. The fall from grace had been sudden and dramatic. The glory of 2014 and 2015 felt so far away, a distant memory that only amplified the pain of the 2018 campaign.
We needed to lash out, to scream and to throw the remote at the television, to curse the baseball gods and their capriciousness. Yost became a target for that anger, his brilliance from the previous years forgotten.
But it was not just Yost. Anger was directed at virtually every member of the pitching staff. Jakob Junis, the darling of April, became a target for consternation, alongside Ian Kennedy, Jason Hammel, Blaine Boyer, and so on. Even Danny Duffy fell victim to the barbs and anger of the fanbase. But for all the anger and vitriol, nothing changed.
It was time to try something else. It was time to step away from the anger, and let go of the hate. but not in that whiny Fred Durst way.