I’ve always wondered what it would feel like if those oxygen things popped out of the ceiling on a plane.
Then last night happened and well, now I know.
It feels like panic and dread.
Like we’re all goin’ down.
But I woke up this morning, had a cuppa joe, and remembered who the pilot is.
Why, that’s Lou Piniella flying this bird!
So we hit a little turbulence in Florida – there’s always a freaking storm down there.
Doesn’t matter what place they’re in, the Fish have always given the Cubs a bad time, so while this is unfortunate, it’s not that unexpected.
And the Brewers losing to about half the Cardinals?
That’s waay worse for them, dude.
So Buck UP, Cub fans.
Do not talk to me of panic today.
Okay Cubs 4 Marlins 7, Brewers 3 Cards 7, magic number is now 3.
Today’s another day, and we’ve got Steve Trachsel on the mound this evening…
Hey wait, was that noise from the…
JESUS – WAS THAT THE ENGINE???!!!
(Phil Rogers, I painted this way before I read your “Turbulence” article which, as usual, I enjoyed. But the painting dovetails nicely don’t you think?)
