Wednesday, June 01, 2005 |
Kill 'Em All, Let Alston Sort 'Em Out: Cubs 2, Dodgers 1
I'm now thoroughly disgusted with Drew, who struck out twice, and Kent, who whiffed twice and struck out looking one other time. If, as Neil De Mause recently wrote, there is such a thing as contract year performance, then it also appears there is or ought to be its opposite: recent signee slump. With the tall dollars in the bank, the players can go back to sipping vodka martinis, chasing baseball Annies, or whatever the hell it is they do when they're not whiffing on ball four. Drew, you shoulda stayed with the Braves.
And the fact that the Cubs got a win thanks to a Neifi Perez hit in the 10th really makes me want to lose my lunch.
One lousy game over .500. Six and a half games back of the Padres. This is a bad team.
I guess that 10th inning hit blows the solar powered Neifi! theory. Unless you consider the fact that I tried to tell him that it was actually sunlight coming from above.
The heckles were down this year over last, though the folks over at Bleed Cubbie Blue probably wouldn't agree. At least this year I didn't get threatened. (And for those who don't know me, I'm pretty mild mannered. The threat came from a Dodger fan who just picked me at random because I was in a Cubs jersey.)
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