Sucks To Be The Gatorade Cooler

Well, Carlos certainly took out his frustrations on those Gatorade coolers, didn't he?
Just when I thought the Cubs had victory in hand, the 7th inning happened.
The tiniest things killed them.
Things that could be measured in hundredths of seconds and inches: the fumbled Theriot tag on the stolen base and the Fukudome almost amazing catch.
Oh yeah, and the Aramis throwing error, maybe that wasn't so tiny, but...
If those are outs, then it's Viva Viagra!
Didn't happen.
Dodgers 7 Cubs 3.

One thing I've noticed, and I don't want to jinx, but young Neal Cotts has waay under the radar snuck in some pretty nice little baby-step outs.
It would be so cool if he turned into a real guy.

Okay, tomorrow night it's Jason Marquis vs. (5-7) Brad Penny.
Interestingly, Penny looks vaguely related to Steve McMichael - his neck appears to be bigger than Marquis' chest.
But whatever.
It's supposed to be nice on Sunday, so we're going to the beach.
By the time the game starts at 7:05 I surely will be a bronze god.
Go Cubs.