Before the season started, I predicted that the local nine would finish 90-72 this season, and would claim the Wild Card for the second year in a row. This prediction represented something of a sea change from my typical "we're fucked, throw in the towel" outlook. (You might remember me from such films as "Rubie predicts 74-88 for the 2008 Brewers season" and "there's no way in hell we're winning the Wild Card" [released September 5, 2008].) For reasons I struggled to explain, I thought people were undervaluing this team.
Now, after the amazing clusterfuck that is the Brewers 2-6 opening week (or so), Old Rubie would have said: "Fuck it. I'm an idiot. These assholes will struggle to win 70 games."
And New Rubie would very, very, very, very, very much like to say that, too.
But, for the time being, I'm not pushing the red button. It's very tempting; I feel like a smoker who quit cold turkey, only to have some jackass deliver a crate of Lucky Strikes at my front door. But I'm not giving in ...