Ever since the time of Charlie Hough smoking between innings, walking around that cement coffin that was Turnpike Stadium and living for soggy Ballpark Nachos, I have been conditioned for this team to fail. You didn't root for the Rangers to contend, to make the playoffs. You rooted for them to somehow win the game you were at (so you could brag that the Rangers are over 0.500 when you are in the crowd), you rooted for Larry Parrish to hit one out (to go with his 3 Ks that night), you rooted for Oddibe McDowell to make a great catch or steal a base. You rooted for small victories.I still can not wrap my head around what this team is doing. Last night was probably nothing to the Yankee fan. Worst playoff loss ever for NYY, meh, they will be over it in a few days. But to Ranger fans, that will be a game for the ages. We will remember every mundane detail. We will make lifetime heroes of Lee, Hamilton, even Bengie Molina who will be able to eat for free in Arlington for the rest of his life.All that to say, I am still waiting for the other shoe to drop. Still waiting for the Yankees to be the Yankees and outspend, outhit and bully this thing out of the playoffs.But what if they don't? What if we move on?