We Are SO BACK

Padres fans, you better take good care of Candelita over there and here’s why:

I firmly believe Jose Iglesias was one of the guys to turn the ‘24 mets around. He’s criminally underrated (career .290 hitter like hello?) but that’s honestly the least of it. He just has so much personality in a sport that encourages players from a young age to shun personality and emotions and individualism and just play ball. And that spreads to the *whole team.* One of the reasons why the 2024 mets were so incredible and fun to watch was because the players were so much more than numbers. You’d watch Manaea on the mound and see a silly guy just throwing some baseballs and doing a damn good job of it. You’d watch a Lindor AB and see one of the most genuine, incredible, and stylish guys on the whole team RAKING. And you’d watch Iglesias hitting while singing OMG to yourself. At least, if you’re me. Point is, the 2024 mets were at their core a group of guys just having so much fun and not being afraid to show it, and Jose Iglesias led that movement. When a team appears like that to the *fans,* the team camaraderie is so incredible that they can’t help but start winning. He might not have had the most power or the best defense, but Jose Iglesias deserves to go down in Mets history as one of the greats.

Thanks for coming to my ted talk

NOOOO NOT LIKE THIS

@ twins fans: Take good care of him pls 🙏

bo bichette can zip my zipper any day

me waking up: today is so calm… ohh ahh so sleepy… maybe ill turn on the game… honk shmimimi… lazy couch bound baseball day…

baseball:

i occasionally chat about f1 to someone i have to see fairly often and he HATES lance stroll but like it would not be prudent for me to fight a battle w him so he’s ranting and im just nodding along like “mhm mhm yeah fuck that guy” as if lance stroll doesn’t take up like 80% of my brain space

just leaving this here

he has the kind submissive and breedable aura you only see in diocletian-era male christian martyrs.

sports rpf is so fun. yes i watch this sport and i cheer for a team and i buy merch and i let the outcome of their performances ruin my mental health. but afterwards i go and read about my favorite little guy getting his back blown out by my other favorite little guy and that makes all of the anguish worth it

me rn (if you even care)

oh my god i fucking miss baseball

i just scrolled on my blog a little and realized my only two flavors of offseason post are "i'm gonna kill myself" and "i miss my wife." no lies here