So I'm sitting there, working.
You know, I'm aware every minute of every day that the Cubs are in the process of...evolving.
Sure, it's a blotchy, warty caterpillar with rotting fur right now, but when this is done it'll be a beautiful badass butterfly with a big freaking bat.
And one of the first things we're all expecting to happen is for Ryan Dempster to get traded to someone who will give the Cubs vast riches that will not only lift our currently spent spirits, but will actually contribute to the beauty of the badass butterfly.
Demp's just got to keep pitching like the God he's been pitching like and that's going to happen.
So like I said, I'm sitting there working.
Out of nowhere, Oif says, "Dempster's going on the 15 day DL."
It's like my last brain cell is being used as a punching bag by this team.
I've been kicked in the nads with such regularity this year that I'm almost used to it.
This one, however, was a square uppercut.
Had to lay down, pull on my own belt and take deep breaths.
I understand now that it's not really that bad, that it's just some lat thing and he just needs a couple weeks.
But seriously man.
Can the Baseball Gods just take a freaking break?
Leave us alone for five minutes?
And then I turned on the Cubs vs the White Sox game, and my eyes went goo goo.
What kind of day is this anyway?
The Cubs hit 5 homers?
Soto came off the DL and hit one? Valbuena? Soriano and Bryan LaHair and hot as you can be Starlin Castro too?
Somebody tell me if, in the entire time Matt Garza has been with our favorite team, if the Cubs have gotten more than 5 runs for him in a game?
Sure doesn't seem like it.
The Cubs beat the Sox TWELVE TO THREE?
What's next, oh ugly warty caterpillar?