Now that I’m not in school anymore and I am a regular working guy, June doesn’t hold the same appeal for me. When I was younger June represented the end of another school year and the beginning of a baseball-filled summer. Now I am an adult and don’t get 12 weeks off in the summer but at least I still have baseball, right? Maybe not when your favorite team is the Padres.
When your favorite team is as bad as the Padres are right now it