A couple among many of the big topics last night were the songs "The Night Chicago Died" and "Stuck in the Middle With You." Heard both today. That's a good sign. Twins win 3-1. Vargas doubles off the bench.
And now, ladies and gentlement, a haiku for Chief... Yes, concur, winnah! You know where you stand with Chief. It's a TD thing. (oops... originally typed "It's a TB thing," but tuberculosis wasn't what I meant.)
This unbridled optimism will get you banned, Mr. Hocking. The way the season has progressed we all feel a little like we're down in a pit and some dude is telling us to "put the lotion in the basket." This won't end well, I'm afraid.
My dad grew up on the Southside. Capone's boys dumped a body in the yard next door. Nice little neighborhood ya got here. Be a shame if something happened to it.
Like. And I'm reading the morning after, and the new system still sez error, you liked too much. Well, I'd rather liked too much than never liked at all.
Holy bucket of balls, Batman! Shields has already thrown 110 pitches in 5 innings, and we only have 2 runs to show for it. Grrrrr. I quoted Gibby for no good reason. Just because I can at this point. Sorry to see he and Mr. Stringer Bell are DL'd on quote-ability.