I have a hard time explaining to others just how I feel about baseball.  I am passionate about baseball, but not just as a fan.  I am a student of the game.  I get my jollies from a well executed hit and run just as much as I would a three run homer.

Which is why last nights Cubs-Dodgers tilt was such a sucker punch that I may never recover.  Cubs’ fans (myself included) are now staring a 8 game losing streak in the playoffs dead in the face.  The best team in the National League looked like, well, the Dodgers for most of the season.  Myself, I sat at home, in near tears, having to listen to Dick Stockton make more mistakes than a 5 year old in physics class and watching Manny Ramirez hit a blast into the wind that still hasn’t landed.

All day today, I have felt sick to my stomach.  I just can’t fathom investing this much time and sanity into this season and see the Cubs go down again.  I just can’t.  I know that nothing I can do will change where this series or this season will go, but I am hoping that the Cubs will rebound.  Zambrano on the mound tonight, and let’s hope the no-hit version of Big Z shows up and not the 13 earned runs in 8 innings little z.

Dave

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