Ouch!  Hey, watch it, bub!It’s been three games and I, like everybody else, am pretty much ready to pull the curtain on the 2005 Cubs. When do the Bears start training camp, anyway?

I mean, come on, if you can’t win two out of three against the lowly Arizona Diamondbacks, you really ought to just pack it in and take up a new sport.

The last two nights were a little lacking in the win department. But that doesn’t mean the games weren’t educational.

Let’s review what we learned.

  • Ryan Dempster can throw hard. He also throws hardly any strikes.
  • Todd Walker’s range to his left is dependent on just how fast he can fall down.
  • Derrek Lee has no idea that it’s still April. Shhhhh! Don’t tell him.
  • Dusty’s going to have his speedy baserunners be more aggressive. That means you, Derrek and Corey. Everybody else is still slow as hell.
  • Nobody touches Michael Barrett! You touch him, and he’ll kill you!
  • Apparently, Bob Brenly used to manage the Diamondbacks? Who knew? That Bob, he’s got a Diamondbacks story for everything.
  • Jose Macias is el numero uno off the bench in pinch hitting situations. Oh, that’s great! There’s nothing better than playing with 26 outs. (25 if he hits a grounder with a guy on first.)
  • Nomar’s washed up. It’s over. tHom Brennaman said so, and he’s always right. I guess the Cubs should have been smart like the Diamondbacks and threw a few million at Royce Clayton.
  • Larry Rothschild is going to need a motorized Rascal scooter by the end of the season.
  • If you needed another reason to seriously doubt the make-up of Dempster (not the lipstick, that’s just creepy, the mental kind…) he picked the blue jerseys. I still haven’t forgiven Carlos Zambrano for that, how can I ever forgive Dumpster?
  • It’s three games, and three games don’t really tell you much. Except that the Cubs are almost as efficient at stranding runners on base as they were last year. Though this year they pretty much do it by popping up instead of striking out. I suppose that’s progress. But there are probably more dropped third strikes in the big leagues than dropped pop ups? I’m sure Rob Neyer can do a study on that for us. First he has to get his flannel shirt back from the cleaners so he can go see “Fever Pitch” and bore everyone in the theater (which, for Fever Pitch could be six or seven, tops), with explanations about why the Pesky Pole is misnamed and how Fenway’s still the easiest park in the majors to get urinated on, “accidentally.”

    The Cubs are off today, and will open the season tomorrow. Dusty’s excited about coming home to Wrigley because he’s a big fan of photosynthesis. I wish I was making that up. I’m not.

    Dusty’s strange, isn’t he?

    Well, Bruce Weber is strange too, and that worked out OK. Yeah, who are we kidding?

    The Bulls and Magic played one of the more entertaining bad basketball games you’re likely to see. The Bulls are still without Luol Deng, Eddy Curry and Othella Harrington. Who knew that they’d actually miss Othella? Anybody? Can I get a show of hands? But they do.

    The Magic are bad, and so it made for an ugly game. One in which there were three shots to win the game for either team in regulation and none went in and then two more in OT and both missed. The game only ended because the refs got tired, called a phantom foul and Antonio Davis made a free throw (after missing the first one–of course.) The best plays came near the end of regulation. First the Bulls had the ball with about 11 seconds left in a tie game. Jannero Pargo was dribbling down the court and he just fired it to a Magic player. (Magic player? Magician? What do you call one Magic? A Magi?) Then, the Magic called timeout and set up a play. Jameer Nelson lined up like a fullback, in a three point stance and everything, with Steve Francis behind him. Francis got the ball, Nelson made like Brad Muster and didn’t block anybody and Francis threw up a brick to send the game to overtime.

    What the hell was that?

    But the Bulls have 42 wins. Forty-two! They could phone in the rest of the schedule and they would make the playoffs and have a winning record. With the Washington Wizards in complete free-fall, it doesn’t even matter if they get home court advantage for the first round, because they’ll beat the Wiz either way. Then, Andres Nocioni can chase Dwyane Wade around like a goof for five games before the Bulls hit the beach.

    Speaking of Dwyane Wade, the guy the Bulls had to draft when he was snatched out from under them in the draft, Kirk Hinrich, had a rough night. Not on the court, where he continues to impress by playing hurt… and actually playing productively while hurt. No, on the air.

    First, Red Kerr called him Henrick. Uh, Red, he’s been around for two years. You should know who he is.

    Then the obese duo of Dan Jiggetts (morbidly) and Stacey King (lazily), both called him Kurt in the postgame. Guh.