The Buddhists have a word for this season: Shitty.
He asked the doctor for a Cub-ectomy, but came out minus an appendix instead.
Also, FIP is NOT the same as fap, apparently.
Abandon Hope, ye who feel Joe Mather will save this team.
I’ve been the worst fan lately.
Nerd plans usually run less risk of disembowelment.
At least we’ll know not to get our hopes up next season. Right? Guys?
The trade deadline was nuts and exciting this year. Here’s hoping the ghost of a not-quite-dead baseball player didn’t screw it up for you.
I'm sorry, is it Tweets? I forget.
Sorry. I'll try to bring the laughter back tomorrow.
I don't even think Joe is terrible, but I can't stand him in center.
Enjoy the phenomenon of “winning” while it lasts.
Not even Steinbeck could predict the magnitude of the current depression.
The trade deadline is three weeks away. Three long, looong weeks.
All Garza has to do is fake an injury and then pretend like he went to a faith healer and it got better. Everybody wins. Except the Rangers.
For newer Cubs fans, The Sandberg Game
was one of many, many amazing games that did not result in a World Series title.