Blow, you son-of-a-bitch! Blow! It's time for a showdown! You and me. I'm right here. Come and get me! You'll never sink this boat!
Everything that possibly could go wrong has gone wrong. I don't even care. You think I care? I don't! I don't care if Tomko gets struck by lightning tonight or if Brian Giles gets sucked up by a freak tornado. Actually I hope it happens. Give us your worst! I hope a plague of locusts carries off Buddy Black and Peavy is washed away in a flood.
Do your worst!
I don't want you fellow Padres fans to feel positive about where we're at. If you want to complain and curse the heavens-- so be it. I'm just asking you to accept it and stop acting surprised by this. At this point nobody should be saying "Why is this happening to us?", it's because we are the Padres, that's why. Nobody should be surprised when we can't score runs or that our pitching falls apart when we need it most. We're the Padres, nothing comes easy. That's why I want this to be hard, really hard on us. Me, I'm letting this shit storm just wash over me, it's actually kind of refreshing after you get used to the smell.
That really dark picture up top there... yeah that's Lt. Dan from Forrest Gump. He didn't think that it was impossible for his ship to be sunk, he wanted it to be sunk, that's why he's taunting the big man.
Come and get us!