I actually had tickets for the game.
Didn't even try.
This team, this weather... just not worth it.
Had to go pick up somebody at the train station, and while waiting I got to hear the twelve balls in a row thrown by Justin Berg.
I think one time Keith Moreland said a ball looked pretty close, but you know - no control.
Oh yeah, and the bases were loaded for two of the walks, and the score went from 4 up to 4-6 Mets.
Not so good.
Big rain delay.
Mets 7 Cubs 4.
I guess Geovanny Soto and Randy Wells are on their way, so that's good.
But every time the Cubs have to turn to a Justin Berg or a Scott Maine for relief, one can only think my god, there is truly no depth in the system.
Oh well, it's about to be Memorial Day weekend. Maybe something good will happen besides the sizzling steaks I'm planning to grill.