Somewhere towards the end of watching the Cubs not hit against the Pirates again, I thought I'd check my phone to read about Yu Darvish having a fantastic rehab start.
Instead, I got this:
It was also right at the moment my kids, who are visiting, yelled, "We want to play Euchre!"
And I said: : " "EUCHRE" is the sound you make while throwing up after reading that Yu Darvish is still hurt!"
I wrote a really long depressing post last night and then thought better of posting.
To me, this is the worst news of the season.
Unless Drew Smyly actually comes back, or Darvish can miraculously heal, there ain't no pitching reinforcements coming.
But there's that word, "miracle", hidden in that sentence.
And we've all seen miracles with this team so I refuse to wallow in Darvish Depression.
The next thing is the bats.
But that's gonna need a whole story, and I gotta run.
Cubs split a series with the Pirates despite scoring 4 runs in 4 games.
I guess one should be thanking one's lucky stars, I just... I look up in the sky and can't really see them.
Maybe the sky will clear up some, and soon.