I remember 1988 when the Dodgers won it all, and also remember every year since the last Championship.
I remember Mike Piazza, Pedro Martinez and Paul Konerko being traded away. I remember Steve Finley, Manny Ramirez, Kevin Brown, Mark Ellis and a billion other players.
I remember the Big Red Machine and getting into a fist fight at Riverfront Stadium when the Dodgers beat the Reds.
I remember when wearing Dodger gear meant something. Now it means that you overpaid for underachievers.
I remember FAZ trading Cincinnati Schebler, Dixon and Peraza for nothing and watching them beat the Dodgers’ ass last night.
I remember having pride in being a Dodger fan, but this front office, these coaches and the spoiled-brat players obviously have no pride in letting a team that is one of the worst in baseball beat them like rented mules. No urgency, no hustle, just going through the motions.
I’m ashamed to be a Dodger fan and so is just about everyone. They suck! I am done with this crap!
Vote with your feet, fans. Stay home. Let the Dodgers play in front of NO FANS!
I was going to game game tomorrow. I’ll pass… this is pure crap! I’m close to Cincy… maybe I should become a Reds fan.
This version of the 2018 Dodgers is pathetic for __________________________ (whatever reason you like).