I think I could sing a different tune here today if we played a well fought battle, but came up on the losing end. Last night was an embarrassment, and I can't find a better way to put it. I almost always keep up hope and watch the game until the end. When Dempster walked the bases loaded, I had to leave the room because I knew something bad was about to happen. I saw how much fear everyone else in the room had towards my anger, so I thought it was best to be alone when the home run left the park. I didn't even react when the home run was hit. Everyone except my wife immediately left the house before I came back down, for fear of seeing me behave in an extremely embarrassing way. But, there was no reaction. Nothing. I sat in a state of disbelief until the top of the 9th inning, where I decided I'd seen enough and went somewhere where I could be alone and drink. I refused to talk about the game all night and after a few drinks, I was able to have a little fun talking about things that were not Cub related. I'm sitting here telling all of you that I didn't even bother watching the whole game. It's the freaking playoffs, and I basically turned off the game. That's how embarrassing last night's game was. I know that occasionally a hitter lets a good pitch go by, but Derrek and Geo both had balls that they could hit 600 feet just laid in there for them to crush, but they watched them go into the catcher's glove with a great count. Geo's came with a 2-0 count, and then he proceeded to strike out on the next two pitches. I won't even bring up the walk thing, or Fukudome spinning himself like a top at the plate. I'm finally at the point that I can talk about last night's game. I trust that they got the embarrassing stuff out of their system last night and can now focus on winning baseball games. A loss tonight would not be a good thing. And if the Cubs want the crowd to get into the game, I might suggest they do something that makes the fans want to get into the game. Walking the bases loaded just doesn't do it for me.