I know the financial reality of the Padres. I'm not a troll nor am I an idiot that thinks that the Padres should get into a bidding war for Cliff Lee, Carl Crawford, and should have kept Adrian Gonzalez at all costs. I know why the Padres traded Jake Peavy and Adrian Gonzalez. But I don't like the WHY.
I know I should cheer for the name at the front of the jersey and not the back. I know I should have hope that money doesn't always equal championships. I know that we should follow the path of the Rays, A's, and Twins and build from the farm system up and I know that takes time. But I also know that since the implement of the infamous Moneyball system in Oakland, and the growth of stars such as Justin Morneau and Joe Mauer in Minnesota, and the great three year run of Tampa in the tough AL East, NONE of those teams have won championships in this salary era of baseball. And I also know that with the Giants winning last season, San Diego is the now the only baseball city in California never to have raised the World Series trophy.
Call it a crisis of faith of sorts. I want to love this team. I always had and despite some of my latest efforts, I suspect I always will. I have no real desire to find another team to root for with deeper pockets. This is my team, good or bad, but I'm wearing thin in the belief and faith that I will ever see a World Series championship flag flying over the center wall at Petco in my lifetime (I'm 40.)
My dream is that MLB will follow the NFL's model of revenue sharing and a salary cap that will end the pillaging of the have nots (Padres, Pirates, Royals) by the haves (Yankees, Red Sox, Mets) but I know that is nothing more than just that, a dream.
So I ask, with my Padres cap in hand, my fellow Padres' fans, how do I embrace this reality? How do I love this team again that just seems to break my heart over and over again?