Hello Reader(s),
I am the Evergreen Optimist. Having grown up in the 1990s and 2000s in Seattle, I experienced two teams go through incredibly miserable runs: The Washington Husky Football team and the Seattle Mariners. Naturally, because I love pain, those are without a doubt my two favorite teams.
The Mariners have only made the playoff three times in my life. Still, I find a way to bust out my Justin Smoak jersey on Opening Day each year, renewing my belief that our title deprived town will find deliverance in the Ms.
As an adolescent, I attended every home game of the 0-12 season for the Washington Huskies. Yet, I was sold a dream by previous-generation Huskies in my social sphere that Montlake hosts one of the nation’s most prestigious programs. Over the past 10 years or so, I’ve started to see evidence that they might be correct.
Optimism is a double-edged sword. I’m grateful that my disposition allows me to get excited each and every year for these two teams. I consider myself lucky that I get enjoyment in following these teams, forgetting the trials of adult life for a while getting lost in a game. It sucks that I lose sleep in anticipation of new seasons and marquee matchups. I hate that my positivity puts my heart in pole position to be broken year in and year out.
Join me as I anonymously blog my way through it. I have no cadence, no agenda, no ambitions. If all goes well, these posts will help me cope with the inevitable disappointments that lie before me. Also, they will spare my wife incoherent numerous ramblings, which she would appreciate – that is if she new about this blog. That’s right… this blog is that incognito.