We had one night of optimism.
One wild night of refreshing Twitter, laughing, carousing, carrying on. Derrick Goold was drawing comics. Bards were composing songs about Bob Nightengale. Everyone was yelling at each other over expanded playoffs all while celebrating the hope that baseball would return.
And then the owners remembered they were owners.
And the players remembered they were players.
And both sides remembered they hate each other.
Come Tuesday afternoon, all our hopes and dreams were doused with the cold reality that is baseball labor negotiations.
As of 3:37 Tuesday afternoon, the players had unanimously rejected the “last and final” proposal by the owners.