I work.
I gotta get up in the morning.
I can't be staying up all night to watch a game on a school night.
I wanted to see Ted Lilly come back - I figured by the time he's done in ohhh, the 5th or 6th this thing'll be alll done.
The Padres suck, right?
Terrible Ted looks pretty much like himself, which is awesome.
But the Cub bats are doing their normal nothing (Mike Fontenot left seven guys on base all by himself).
So then I say to myself, soon as the Cubs get a run I'm hitting the sack.
8th inning, D. Lee hits that absolutely gorgeous triple.
Nobody out.
Aramis knocks him in, Cubs 1 Padres nothin.
Click.
I sleep.
I wake up.
I make coffee.
I pour coffee.
I get the paper and that son of a bitch Kevin Gregg ruined another ballgame.
He got all the way to 2 outs and lets the tying run score.
Then he gives up a 3 run homer to the fearsome Kyle Blanks.
Kyle's got 46 games under his belt, 131 at-bats, and 33 hits.
There is a detonator that leads to the bomb that is this Cubs' 2009 season.
Kyle Blank's 33rd hit pushed it an inch closer.
I am SO glad I went to bed.
If there's a silver lining in this loss, it's that Gregg lost his job.
Last weekend I tried to cross Irving Park where there was no crosswalk.
I got halfway out and had to wait for some cars coming from the right.
Then the light changed and 50 cars came from the left, going behind me.
Standing on that double yellow with cars going by both ways, that's what it feels like watching Kevin Gregg pitch.
We'll see who takes his spot tonight, perhaps.
But Jesus Christ, it's the Padres.
You would think a blowout, right?
