With Holly's recent health scares, you would think I haven't had much time to contemplate on things like sports. Truth be told, it's soothing to think about sports instead of stressing out while Holly is sleeping or resting.
Well, at least until I think about the Cubs' last week or so.
Maybe it's dumb bad luck, maybe it's a just couple of potent offenses back to back; I don't know exactly what it is, but the Cubbies are scuffling.
Four losses in a row, seven games dropped over the last ten, a thorough shellacking by the Rockies for three out of four games, a schooling by a 37 year-old in his first Major League start in NEARLY A YEAR, and the impending threat of Cliff Lee on the bump against them tomorrow.
Yeesh.
It makes the golden shower laid on The Flyin' Hawaiian Shane Victorino tonight almost justifiable. Almost.
Looking at the schedule for the rest of August, though, gives me a glimmer of hope still: home with Pittsburgh Lite, @ San Diego, @ Dodgers, home against the Nats and Mets and starting a series against the 'Stros. Having a good run heading into September can give us the momentum we need.
Maybe.
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