Or, Rumblings (Ramblings) From The Basement.
As spiteful as this is, I laugh at the White Sox and Giants being eliminated on the same day. The best sign I saw tonight was the "Who's Choking Now, Ozzie?!" sign in Minnesota, as the Twins eliminated the Chi-Sox from the playoffs and got in on their own merits.
So, now, it's the let's hope we win the division so we don't have to play the Yankees race in the NL Central.
Why am I a hater with the Giants? Why do you think. Inject your favorite reason here.
Oh, and to make things sweeter for this Cub fan, the Cards lost their sixth in a row. Go Pads. Go Todd Walker. Almost makes the three-run shot Griff Jr. hit today fade from the memory.
OK, maybe not.
But anyway, as a fan affixed within the basement of the NL, I only have so much to hope for. And tonight provided it for me.
Thanks. And Good Night.
Oh, and I'm rooting for Maddux tomorrow night. C'mon Greg. Take the spotlight and run with it, my man.
And finally, even know you're out of it, nice shot to center after they tried to hit you in the head Vlad. You rule. Even if this season, you're just ruler of your own domain. From your home.
Joe Girardi, come on down.
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