HOMER ALERT!

Now I usually shy away from my pro-Denver leanings when writing in my own little corner of cyberspace. Whether it is my loathing of the Raiders, the Diamondbacks or the Lakers, I try to lay off expressing my true feelings in an effort to stay neutral. But things have gotten so bad in the Mile High City, that I needed the collective shoulder of the Dog Pound to cry on.

Denver has always been such a great sports town. We have world titles in both football and hockey and it looked like our little brother of a team – the Rockies, was going to mature in front of our eyes and bring home a World Series crown. Alas, it wasn’t to be as our little brother ran into Boston’s big brother and sent us home in four games last year. 

We are used to getting no respect when it comes to baseball. The east-coast, major-market bias has never gotten to us. So we weren’t surprised when early MLB picks for the 2008 season left us out of the pennant conversation. Heck, they even left us out of the NL West conversation, but we took it all with a grain of salt. We were gonna show them! Well, not so much.

A Mile High is really a valley low