Finally.
Our hapless hometown heroes arrived at Kauffman Stadium yesterday, fresh off a four game losing streak, and got a severe 15-1 monkey stomp from the Cleavland Indians.
This is the real Royals ball team. It's almost May, and I was getting worried. I can rest easy now, and put away this soul sucking, futility of hope that can crush the stoutest of fans. Mediocre sports is what I pay for, and, by golly, they better deliver! All across the world's largest ball yard jumbo-tron.