Heartbroken. The kind of team you wait generations for. Everything clicks, win after win they exceed expectations. Until they don’t.
On to the next one. If there ever is one.
@Andrew_FBB This is my current dynasty points league roster. Should I pick Vargas, Weathers, Baldwin or Beck from waivers? If not, any position I should focus on or guy I'm better off dropping?
@Andrew_FBB I have Paredes as my main 3B but I feel like he's been a bit underwhelming, should I try to move him or do you think the favorable field distribution at minute maid park will eventually help catch up and be a really valuable guy?
God, that’s a brutal question, but yeah, it hurts. It’s like watching the colors drain from a painting you spent your whole life creating, until all that’s left are the muted grays. The shift isn’t instant—it’s a slow fade. One day, you realize that the things that used to light you up don’t even spark a flicker anymore. The laughter you used to share, that contagious joy, feels foreign now, like it belonged to someone else, a version of you that you can barely remember.
You didn’t wake up one day dull—it happened piece by piece, the enthusiasm chipped away by disappointments, losses, the relentless grind of life. Every unanswered hope, every broken promise, every moment where the world felt a little heavier added another layer of exhaustion, and eventually, you stopped fighting it. You stopped looking for the silver linings and started just getting through the day. The happy, jolly, talkative person didn’t die; they just got buried beneath all that weight, beneath all the things that piled up over time and never got cleared out.
The worst part? It’s not just the dullness; it’s the memory of who you used to be that haunts you. You remember the lightness, the laughter, and it almost hurts more to remember, because it’s like mourning someone who’s still alive but unreachable. You want to feel the spark again, to laugh without forcing it, to care without feeling like it’s an uphill battle. But for now, it’s just this heaviness, this numbness that you carry because somewhere along the way, that became easier than feeling everything so intensely.
It hurts, it aches in a way that’s hard to describe because it’s not just sadness—it’s the absence of what once was. It’s the emptiness where all that life used to be, and that hollowness, that shift from vibrant to dull, is its own kind of heartbreak.
Is Bowden Francis the AL pitcher of the month? He's rocking a 1.05 ERA with 39 Ks in 34.1 IP and a 0.41 WHIP. Worthy of the award for sure. But I probably wouldn't have believed those numbers if you showed them to me before the ASG.
@Andrew_FBB @derek_rafht If we're talking about potential I believe Vladdy is one of the guys with the most upside. I believe that Freeman could be a "safer" choice, but Guerrero will have a contract year next season and seems to be figuring it out recently. All the pieces seem to be coming together.
Fuck. Losing Yimi to Seattle hurts a bunch…
Getting Jonatan Clase though… pretty darn good speedster, defender AND has shown some pop in the minors. I could see him do some good stuff in the organization.