Perhaps I AM Jinxing the Team!

Why is it that when I post to the blog I say one thing, and then within hours I make a liar of myself?

Yesterday's itinerary was set ~ work on my swing, hit the river with friends, de-stress. At this point I define de-stress as not listening to the Scorpions on the AM dial when they are on the road. Not only does my blood boil, but I am now convinced beyond a shadow of a doubt that I am the jinx. When I listen to the road games the club loses, when I don't listen they win. Let's review, from when the seven-game losing skid began, shall we?

1. Friday, June 22nd the club lost to the Orange County Flyers. I listened to the game on the AM dial.

2. Saturday, June 23rd I blogged (in the morning, before game time) A Saturday Stroll through the Indy Leagues. At that time the local nines were 12-3. The 'Saturday Stroll' piece pointed out that Marshall and his Scorpions had the BEST W-L percentage of 66 teams across eight independent baseball leagues. That afternoon/evening the team drops both games of a double-header to OC, giving the Flyers a 3-1 series lead. I listened to both games on the radio.

3. Sunday, June 24th I blogged this. This one, actually did come to fruition. I predicted the boys would lose. They didn't disappoint (I'm being sarcastic here). They lost their fourth game (the local boys did take the first game on Thursday 6/21, 3-1), giving the Flyers the series four games to one. I listened to this game on the radio.

4. Monday, June 25th I blogged this. Monday evening they began a three-game series at Chico. In an effort to be positive I predicted the club would win. They lost. I listened to this game on the radio too!

5. Tuesday, June 26th the boys played game two of a three-game series at Chico. The team lost. I listened on the radio.

6. Wednesday, June 27th the local nines wrapped up the series at Chico by losing their third game to the Outlaws. Yep, you guessed it, I listened to the game on the radio.

I also posted Wednesday that I would be taking the weekend off from listening to the boys play (or so I always say).

7. Friday, June 29th the team began a three-game series at Reno. THEY WON! And guess what? I did NOT listen to the game on the radio!! (But don't worry, I had a whole lot of fun that evening! At least I think I did.)

8. Saturday, June 30th the team drops a game to Reno, 4-3. Yep, you guessed it right again; I listened to the game on the radio.

Which brings us back to my making a liar of myself. Yesterday's agenda held in the a.m. (did get some golfing in). But you will recall that I was going to hit the river, where there is no radio reception. Well, I got sidetracked in the afternoon and ended up hanging by the pool.

Well, when one is poolside, the temp is about 110 degrees, there is an ice-cold one (or, say, a cooler full of ice cold ones) within easy reach and there is a baseball game to be heard on the radio it's not like you have any measure of self control and cannot tune in, right? Right. So, tune in I did. The club lost.

Which leads me to believe that I'm the cause of the team losing. I figure I can blog anything I want - positive, negative, indifferent; doesn't matter. It's when I listen on the radio that problems arise. Actually, it's not problems, it's problem (singular). In a word, losing. I didn't listen to Friday night's game, instead I had a bunch of fun and, frankly, wasn't even remotely interested in how the game was progressing. Which makes me think I should be having a whole lot more fun and not tuning in, then the club will fire up and have a seven- or eight-game win streak (asking for more might be pushing it a tad).

Just for grins, and to test my little theory that I'm the reason the club loses, I'm going to listen to this evening's game (only because I have to arise early Monday and cannot be out painting the town). If the club loses tonight because I dialed in my friends have promised to remove the stereos from my home office, the garage, the car, and my work office, and they have further threatened me with grave bodily injury should I even attempt to tune in to one more road game.

So, if y'all don't hear from me before Wednesday's game (the first home game after this road trip from hell) kindly send out the troops and a medic or two as some misfortune might have befallen me at the hands of my dear 'friends.'