Last night was heart-wrenching in so many ways: watching another totally solid pitching effort wasted (welcome back Sean Marshall!), watching smirky fat man David Wells not lose, watching all the scoring opportunities go for nothin, watching the 9th consecutive loss to a team I hate losing to, and ironically all the while also trying to watch the season finale of "LOST".
How about gonzo wildman murdering Hurley crashing through the forest in that old VW van and running over the lead "other"?
And I'm so slow it took 12 year old Wyatt to explain to me that the "flashbacks" were actually "forward-backs".
I still love that show.
But I'm not lovin' this road trip.
It was June 5th, 2005 that the Cubs last beat the Padres.
Now, that's heart wrenching.