Last night in Phoenix, Anthony Rizzo hit s 3-run 9th inning homer to break up a 6 all tie and make the W flag fly waaaay back at Wrigley.
The score flipped and flopped in this one, and somewhere in the middle we saw Kris Bryant field a grounder and do that smack-the-ball-in-his-glove thing before throwing to first.
Nobody ends up scoring, but E on Bryant.
Then young Addison Russell was a little over-eager to get a double play, dropped a toss from Castro and ended up getting nobody out.
Another E, this time 3 runs score.
So only fitting that Big Brother Anthony pick 'em all up with his massive homer off DBack reliever Enrique Burgos.
Cubs 9 AZ 6.
This afternoon is rubber with Hammel on the mound.
Which is good because I did that STUPID STUPID STUPID thing on Memorial Day weekend where I go, "Hey, think I'll paint the deck and plant the garden."
Why do I do that?
This morning I realized I DID THE SAME THING LAST YEAR AND THE YEAR BEFORE AND THE...
It's like betting on the Super Bowl for me.
Here, have a $20.
Anybody got some ibuprofen?
PS. The Hawks. Last night. They're winning. I had a cooler out back - this is important on Memorial Day weekend. I walked out there, grabbed a Revolution Rosa Hibiscus ale (if you haven't tried, do). Admired my deck. Touched the stain. It was dry. Came back in and the Ducks had SCORED 3 GOALS.
What the hell, man?
Haven't the Hawks spent about 27 hours playing overtime games in the last week?
It's like days of sudden death.
How do they win those?
Well, they did.
It's 2 games apiece, somebody's gonna win 2 of the next 3.
In the meantime, I hope the Hawks are sleeping.