Wednesday, October 19, 2016

That hurt

I won't lie: I couldn't stand watching last night's game. Six-to-fucking-nothing. Against Jake! The once indomitable Jake Arrieta got hammered. And Big Rizz! His slump causes me almost physical pain because he's such a great kid: a cancer survivor who gives back to the community and plays with such joie de vivre.

As the game started to get away, I moved to the den, began organizing the mess and listened on the radio. I thought being productive and hearing Pat Hughes call the game would life my mood.

It didn't.

This did, though. I love Joe Maddon. He's right, you know. It's a best-of-seven series. We're down 2-1, but we can even it up tonight. Go, Cubs, go!



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  1. Gina10:13 AM

    Ugh!!!! So hard to watch. I essentially did the same as you. I went to read and refreshed the score on my phone. I love Joe's attitude. It's just that these next two are still away. We need to find our bats!

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  2. Terri D2:59 PM

    It ain't over till it's over. Sometimes a horrible loss is all that's needed to kick it into gear. Good luck Cubs!

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  3. Kwizgiver5:33 PM

    Fingers crossed for tonight!

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