"I always turn to the sports section first. The sports section records people's accomplishments; the front page nothing but man's failures."
Unfortunately, Halo's Heaven seems to have turned into the front page lately: a recitiation of nothing but failures.
From reading the front page of Halo's Heaven recently, one could not tell that, as Joe Posnarski put it:
But then, every now and again, something happens. Something memorable. Something magnificent. Something staggering.
And in that moment -- awesome or lousy -- you are living something you will never forget, something that jumps out of the toneless roar of day-to-day life.
Instead of a celebration of a magnificent night of baseball culminating an unforgettable month of baseball, lauding the achievements of the Tampa Bay Rays, the St. Louis Cardinals, and yes, the Baltimore Orioles, we get three different, but essentially, the same piece from the wise men of Halo's Heaven beating the dead horse that is the Vernon Wells trade.
I know that we're at a particularly dark time for the national psyche. I know that a season that ends after 162 games stings, especially after the success we've grown accustomed to during the Scioscia years. A season that, as Michael Corleone might put it, every time I thought I was out, they pull me back in.
But can we spend a short amount of time admiring what we always hope for, but seldom get, magnificent accomplishments?