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Post by Mike84 on Jun 17, 2017 17:18:44 GMT -8
I've never been very understanding of -- or gracious to -- "Eeyore" fans. Eeyore fans are the ones that will give up and predict complete defeat at the first real sign of adversity. Eeyore fans give up on a team when the team gets down in a game. They give up on a season when it starts out with more losses than wins. They give up on a program as soon as a season or two doesn't go as well as they had planned. Today I was an Eeyore fan. I was tuned to the game, excited as anyone, when Parker announced the first pitch. I listened with discomfort as the umpire combined with adrenaline to prevent Jake from throwing strikes. I started to feel dread when multiple opposing batters got on base due to this inability to throw strikes. Then came the 3-run blast and I immediately went into "it's not our day" mode. Normally I wouldn't do that. But I just had the sinking feeling that the LH situation, combined with the Donahue situation had finally gotten to this mentally-tough team. I began to prepare myself for being OK with things falling apart after what had been a magical season. This was after 1/2 of an inning! What an Eeyore! In my defense, when the Beaver got up in the bottom of the first I immediately felt hope return. Even when the Beavers left 3 on base and scored no runs in the first, I felt OK. I felt that the Beavers would slowly chip away at the lead and find a way to come back...which they started to do in the second. Two innings of feeling better and having hope evaporated when our starting pitcher got chased from the game and we found ourselves in a 5-1 hole. Again, I pretty much gave up. I kept the game on and I continued to (half) pay attention, but I started to again think of how hard it would be to come back from the loser's bracket. I really didn't expect this team to do what they had done 54 previous times this year. I somehow didn't expect them to prove to me AGAIN exactly how special they are. You'd think I would have gotten it through my thick skull. But, no, I was being an Eeyore. When Drew came in in the ninth and disposed of Titans like a loaf of moldy bread, I was smiling and clapping my hands and hooting and as happy as any fan. And yet... I knew that I didn't really deserve this team. I had basically given up but they never do. The players don't, the coaches don't, and many of the fans don't. Oh well, I've gotten things before that I didn't deserve. I guess I'll just have to be OK with it.  Go Beavs! Mike '84 |
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Post by eugenedave on Jun 17, 2017 17:25:16 GMT -8
I don't know what more this team can do than give us 100% effort all the time. This is our time, and we are destined to destroy whoever gets in our way. No Luke. no C-boy, no trouble. Believe. This is our time, and we will prevail.
GO Beavs!
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Post by jefframp on Jun 17, 2017 18:35:53 GMT -8
Mike: You were not the only guy to feel that way.....mea culpa and all that. You speak for more guys than you know, me thinks!
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Post by baseba1111 on Jun 17, 2017 18:42:35 GMT -8
Mike: You were not the only guy to feel that way.....mea culpa and all that. You speak for more guys than you know, me thinks! At 5-1 I could not bear to watch us lose this way... DVR... thought yard work might turn the tide or allow the coward from dealing with it! My yard takes partial credit for the comeback and my sanity. |
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Post by leaveit2beaver on Jun 17, 2017 19:01:22 GMT -8
Team has balls. Balls bigger than yours and mine. Balls.
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Post by jrbeavo on Jun 17, 2017 19:17:21 GMT -8
This is a fantastic post...i thought my 5th inning frustration run was the difference!
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Post by Deleted on Jun 17, 2017 19:50:31 GMT -8
I've never been very understanding of -- or gracious to -- "Eeyore" fans. Eeyore fans are the ones that will give up and predict complete defeat at the first real sign of adversity. Eeyore fans give up on a team when the team gets down in a game. They give up on a season when it starts out with more losses than wins. They give up on a program as soon as a season or two doesn't go as well as they had planned. Today I was an Eeyore fan. I was tuned to the game, excited as anyone, when Parker announced the first pitch. I listened with discomfort as the umpire combined with adrenaline to prevent Jake from throwing strikes. I started to feel dread when multiple opposing batters got on base due to this inability to throw strikes. Then came the 3-run blast and I immediately went into "it's not our day" mode. Normally I wouldn't do that. But I just had the sinking feeling that the LH situation, combined with the Donahue situation had finally gotten to this mentally-tough team. I began to prepare myself for being OK with things falling apart after what had been a magical season. This was after 1/2 of an inning! What an Eeyore! In my defense, when the Beaver got up in the bottom of the first I immediately felt hope return. Even when the Beavers left 3 on base and scored no runs in the first, I felt OK. I felt that the Beavers would slowly chip away at the lead and find a way to come back...which they started to do in the second. Two innings of feeling better and having hope evaporated when our starting pitcher got chased from the game and we found ourselves in a 5-1 hole. Again, I pretty much gave up. I kept the game on and I continued to (half) pay attention, but I started to again think of how hard it would be to come back from the loser's bracket. I really didn't expect this team to do what they had done 54 previous times this year. I somehow didn't expect them to prove to me AGAIN exactly how special they are. You'd think I would have gotten it through my thick skull. But, no, I was being an Eeyore. When Drew came in in the ninth and disposed of Titans like a loaf of moldy bread, I was smiling and clapping my hands and hooting and as happy as any fan. And yet... I knew that I didn't really deserve this team. I had basically given up but they never do. The players don't, the coaches don't, and many of the fans don't. Oh well, I've gotten things before that I didn't deserve. I guess I'll just have to be OK with it. Go Beavs! Mike '84 This was the game that just happens when all manners of distracting and unflattering and insulting topics surround a team. This was the game that just happens when the underdog pitcher throws the game of his life and the underdog hitters overachieve against the best pitcher they have faced all year. This was the game that just happens when the players play in 85 degree humidity for the first time in months. This was the game that just happens where the starting centerfielder breaks team rules and doesn't get a ticket to omaha. This was the game that just happens once in a while. This was that game. AND THEN IT WASN'T BECAUSE BULLSH!T EXCUSES ARE NOTHING TO THIS TEAM. To be continued... |
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Post by mbabeav on Jun 17, 2017 20:03:18 GMT -8
I was at Buffalo Wild Wings in Corvallis and walking away from the bar during the inning break and another fan said to me that it didn't look so well and I said never give up never surrender, we will find a way. But I have to admit it was a challenge waiting for us to do what we do so well go beavs!
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Post by 93beav on Jun 17, 2017 20:56:30 GMT -8
I was right there the entire time, cheering the team to come back from the jaws of defeat!!!
Or so I wish. I, too, couldn't bear to watch after 5-1. I've already got enough stress (even though I know it's just a game). The odd thing is, though, even when I know I can't bear to watch them lose I have to check the score every so often just to keep my sanity. And when they do start winning then my superstitious self is afraid to turn the game back on and make them lose!
So please guys, make it easy on me...just score 7 runs in the top of the 1st at the next game and let's cruise to victory.
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Post by wilkyisdashiznit on Jun 17, 2017 22:56:10 GMT -8
Mike: You were not the only guy to feel that way.....mea culpa and all that. You speak for more guys than you know, me thinks! At 5-1 I could not bear to watch us lose this way... DVR... thought yard work might turn the tide or allow the coward from dealing with it! My yard takes partial credit for the comeback and my sanity. I wore a collared Oregon State shirt to run errands this morning. After Cal State Fullerton went up 5-1, I switched to my lucky shirt (2012 Wisconsin). Oregon State rebounded to win 6-5. You're welcome Beaver fans. I'm sorry that it took so long to bail on the first shirt. |
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Post by BeaverG20 on Jun 18, 2017 5:50:45 GMT -8
My wife started standing in the 5th inning, can't remember why. Either way, we started playing better, and she wouldn't sit down, or even move. She stood in the same place until Anderson caught that final out. She says you are all welcome.
Baseball superstitions are fun.
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Post by pezcat on Jun 18, 2017 6:52:15 GMT -8
My wife started standing in the 5th inning, can't remember why. Either way, we started playing better, and she wouldn't sit down, or even move. She stood in the same place until Anderson caught that final out. She says you are all welcome. Baseball superstitions are fun. In that vein, I'd like to take full credit for this victory - I work graves, and woke up just as Adley made his beautiful catch, and the comeback was on. Clearly I am the sole reason the Beavs responded to adversity and took Game 1. I'll be sure to be awake for all the innings of the rest of them, in order to avoid future drama  |
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Post by Deleted on Jun 18, 2017 8:31:05 GMT -8
Remember back in March when we were down 3-1 in the ninth to Saint Mary's? And magically produced three runs to steal the game? I think that was the last time I ever doubted this team. The scrappy wins against Arizona were crazy, but the win against St. Mary's told me that this team will never let up.
But yes, yesterday as we went down 5-1 and were having little success bringing the boys on the bags home, I switched from my lucky orange Beaver shirt to my lucky black Beaver shirt and the rest was history!
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