It’s official; divisions are being clinched. We have somewhere around 17 or so regular season games left. It won’t be long until the race for October starts in earnest. We’ll be hearing about magic numbers and Wildcard races. We’ll be talking about who might make it to the Series and who might have the chance to win it all. But for some, the season will simply end, as those teams have no hope of making it into the Postseason.
Where did it go? What happened to the Brewers season? Opening Day wasn’t that long ago, now we’re staring pennant races full in the face. The summer is gone. Baseball is nearly done for the year. The Minor Leagues have either ended or are in playoffs. It’s just a matter of time until the season ends for the Majors.
When those gates to Miller Park close for the last time this year, my heart will break a little. Saying goodbye to baseball is never easy for me; it seems to get a bit harder each year. Baseball is one of the few good things that I look forward to and one of my escapes; seeing it end is never easy.
It seems to get harder every year.
So I’ll count the days until Spring Training, until Brewers On Deck, until Opening Day. I’ll keep my shirts safe until then, when I can wear them as I walk through the gates of Miller Park. As I have said every year, “There’s always next year.”
I can barely wait.