My Fellow Naquinheads,
Our union suffered an unprecedented struggle in the year 2020. We battled through injuries. We persevered through a pandemic. We spit through gritted teeth on high fastballs. Those efforts to bring glory to this great cause cannot be maligned, yet they produced outcomes with which we must reckon.
For too long our eyes lingered on the illusion cast in 2016 by a .296/.372/.514; that it might serve as a beacon for future progress. We cannot fool ourselves and say that our gaze did anything but blind us to as we wandered into this year of darkness.