Ah, yes, ST games; when it suddenly goes from, "holy horsefeathers, real baseball is right around the corner," to, "holy horsefeathers, spring training IS NEVER GOING TO horsefeathering END" after about 2 games.
Man, I mistakenly thought Tseng was Korean and really, really wanted to hear this play out: http://boysofspring.com/wp-content/uploads/2018/02/ST18-darvish-19-12x15-bif.jpg
I assume he was joking about your special set of abilities that seem to curse whoever you write positively about. horsefeathers. Flew over my head. *five seconds later* "We regret to inform you Anthony Rizzo is the Zodiac Killer." That's twice now that Tom Ricketts has dodged that bullet.
He's the guy now wondering if Thames' September numbers are indicative of him figuring things out after everyone else figured him out. Sure, that .447 BABiP is TOTALLY sustainable, my dude.
My dad woke me up to break the news to me and I cried like a bitch I was definitely hurling some, "but WHY's?!?" at my dad when he was explaining it to me. I couldn't even process why the Cubs wouldn't pay him whatever he wanted.
Until I saw they changed the angle for some of the other players, too, I thought they did it for Heyward to stop showing that the balls he was hitting would just be soft flyouts.
[expletive], the Maddux thing still hurts. I was 13, and that was my first moment of real Cubs heartbreak where it was, like, "horsefeathers, maybe this team really is fucked."
Yeah, but most of these guys have immortal legacies as Cubs already even if they never played again. You're good. Till they get accused of rape or domestic violence or sexual harassment, etc.
Skinny Z was NOT COOL. Coke was a little heavy and Motte was, I think, just dirty and wore sloppy, baggy uniforms. I forgot about Cahill; he was definitely a chunkster.