Official HLD&S Public Apology:

It has been brought to my attention by a concerned reader that when I fail to blog, the Marlins fail to win. After carefully weighing all of the facts and figures, I have come to the startling realization that this is completely correct. And so it is with a heavy heart that I admit sole responsibility for the Marlins recent slide, and beg the forgiveness of Fish fans all around the globe. The agonizing losses these past few series had nothing to do with our bullpen blowing, Hanley Ramirez slumping, and Cantu--uh--erroring, and everything to do with my inability to keep up with my blogging.

At least we have discovered the root of the problem, and can now work to remedy the situation. And to work out a contract similar to that of Mr. Ramirez. I mean, if I'm going to be responsible for our wins and losses, I fully expect to receive at least the league minimum. On second thought, let's save the big contract for next year, seeing as how Hanley went into a spiral of shame the moment he signed on the dotted line. I wouldn't want to suffer a similar fate in a season that has started out with such promise.

The problem with controlling the teal universe through the powers of my keyboard lies in the fact that when I am filled with uncontrollable rage, my fingers tend to go numb, rendering the task of typing completely impossible. Now, I can handle losses. They are simply a part of baseball, and most definitely a part of Marlins baseball. However, the Fish have taken losing to a whole new level on this road trip. We have actually won almost every game we've played over the past week. We've won it, then lost it again in the ninth, then won it again in the tenth, then lost it again...you get the idea. Note to the Florida Marlins bullpen: We should only have to win ballgames once. As fun as it is to watch Alfredo Amezaga jack home runs after you have blown leads, I would prefer to see mundane shots by Uggla and Jacobs, and no late-inning melodrama. Thanks.

I have posted this in the past, but another quick look at the Fan Emotionometer will explain a little better how I feel when I watch Kevin Gregg give up perfectly good leads with walks, wild pitches, home runs to Punch & Judy pansies, etc.: