When my family took our summer vacation to a beautiful Maine resort known as Sebasco one summer more than two decades ago, I hit my athletic peak in life.
I was 12. Maybe 13. Dachille’s peak early.
In the span of one week in Maine, I won a putt-putt contest, nearly hit a hole-in-one (missing the birdie putt) and led the road race at the first turn. My Mom was at that first checkpoint and took a photo of her son attempt to run his first distance race of any kind. The whoosh felt by the absolute convoy of people to pass me never has left. I did finish the race. Let’s just say I’m much more comfortable watching a race instead of participating in one.
That also sums up the Baltimore Orioles 2012 season. The pace of the race has started to get to the Orioles. They have crumbled into the kid that uses the wrong word to impress adults. The Orioles think they are doing the right thing, but they keep getting stuck in the same situations. Baltimore’s still over .500 on the season (depending upon when you are reading this) and can claim they are in second place in the toughest division in baseball. All of that is true. It just won’t get you into the postseason.
The Orioles only win of the second half of the season so far was a flat-out miracle win for the ages. They lost by 12 on Monday night. Both count the same in the standings.
“I don’t think when you give up 19 runs you can hang your hook on one play,” O’s manager Buck Showalter said after the beat-down in Minneapolis.
You can hang your hook on losing five of your last six games and plodding through the middle of the seemingly never-ending regular season. Baltimore is struggling right now. If it’s not hitting, it’s pitching. If it’s not pitching, it’s hitting. They still have more than two month to hang on to a miraculous postseason berth or fall off the cliff.
Did they peak too early?
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