Welcome to Deadspin’s The Sports Nihilist, where all is for naught, and we are but accidental jolts of electrified meat stuck to the surface of a rock in an indifferent universe.
When I think of bold predictions, I don’t think about journalists risking their careers for the sake of reader entertainment. No, what comes to mind is a bunch of clowns sitting behind a keyboard, and hedging their longshots. “I think player A takes a leap, and coach B will be the first coach fired.”
That’s not a bold prediction; that’s you trying to show off your big brain, but being too scared to say something that’ll shake the apple tree. (Overturn the apple cart? Sorry, I’m getting my cliches mixed up with the plethora of banal bold predictions flying around.)
The key to this exercise is to make as many outlandish claims as possible because they don’t matter as the only people who will hold you accountable are the fans — aka the pettiest people on earth — and most of them move on to the next slight at a moment’s notice anyway.
The time to gamble with your credibility is right before the season starts, and that’s what I aim to do right now. Enjoy!