Guh.
So this is what it’s come to? We’ve got nothing left to do but to root for a Cardinals’ plane crash and for the Sox to continue their inevitable slide towards the mean? Whoo, what a fun summer this is going to be.

On Saturday night we saw the sight that we knew was coming, but never wanted to believe. You can’t see Mark Prior and Kerry Wood go down in a heap and not expect to eventually see Carlos Zambrano follow along. Carlos took the news that there may be something seriously wrong with his arm with the kind of reaction we expect from him.

“”I’m a horse, right? They’ll have to kill me. I don’t want to miss any starts. I’ll have to have my arm explode. That will never happen.”

As much fun as it would be to see somebody’s arm explode, I’d much prefer it to be Matt Morris’.

Carlos wants to start on Saturday against the White Sox.

Sure, that seems like a good idea. Let’s say that the doctors can’t find anything wrong with Carlos’ arm. Say they confirm the vague diagnosis of tennis elbow. They say it’s just a tired arm. So let’s run him out there to face the White Sox! After all, those all-important city bragging rights are on the line. Who cares if your 23 year old stud needs some rest? Nah, let’s use him!

Look, I don’t like the idea of Sergio Meat Tray facing the Sox any more than you do, but if Sergio’s arm were to explode, would anybody care? No. It’d be funny, just like the time David Wells had to leave a game against the Cubs because he bent over to pick up a bunt and then couldn’t stand up again.

When Rocky Biddle tore his labrum against the Cubs, that was funny. Good times! Oh, how we laughed.

How about we avoid giving the Sox a chuckle on Saturday. Well, I mean, if they hit a grounder at Neifi, that might be good for a few guffaws from them.

The Cubs are 7.5 games back on May 16. Even if you consent that the Cardinals are good (which I don’t think they are), the rest of the division is horrifically bad. The Cubs are helpless and haven’t been able to take advantage of their opponents overall suckitude. After two games in Pissburgh the Cubs come home for a 10 game homestand against the overachieving White Sox, the horrific Astros and gawdawful Rockies. A good team would look at this 12 games stretch and think they ought to win nine to consider it a success. The Cubs look at it and wonder if they can win five or six. They probably can’t.

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One of the most awkwardly funny moments of the basketball season took place last week on the set at TNT. At the half of one of the Pistons-Pacers games, Ernie Johnson introduced his buddies for some halftime analysis. He introduced Kenny Smith and Charles Barkley and then wanted to make a special acknowledgement of Magic Johnson who’s been around to dumb down the coverage during the playoffs.

Here’s what Ernie said.

“We need to take a second to point out that Magic Johnson has been playing hurt. He’s not feeling well, has a virus and…”

That’s all I heard. I knew what Ernie meant. Magic has a cold and still has been showing up for work. But you could tell immediately that Ernie wished he’d called it a cold. Kenny and Charles tried to stifle awkward laughter and Magic appeared to not realize what Ernie had said.

It’s not exactly breaking news that Magic Johnson, the world’s most famous HIV patient has a virus. Oops.

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Nice of the Wizards to give the Heat such a battle. Not that the Bulls would have fared much better. But you think that a team that actually tries to play defense might have been able to beat the Heat once without Shaq. We didn’t get to find that out because the Wiz didn’t seem to try it.

A couple of years ago the Mavericks and Kings put on one of the most enjoyable playoff series of all-time. Seemingly every game was close and they all seemed to involve both teams scoring 110 points (the current Pacers-Pistons series will be lucky if they don’t have a game in which both teams COMBINE to score 110.) and it was a reminder of how much fun basketball is to watch when teams pass the ball, are actually good at making shots and run up and down the floor.

We ought to put the Mavericks-Suns series in a time capsule because that’s exactly what they’re doing. Besides, you get the added bonuses of watching Amare Stoudamire actively seek out guys to dunk on (Jerry Stackhouse literally looked he was trying to dive out of camera range on one the other night), Steve Nash’s incredibly bad hair and Avery Johnson and Devin Harris sitting on the bench comparing overbites. It’s good stuff.

It was fun last night to watch every time TNT cut to the sidelines to show their announcing team. You expected to see Mike Dunleavy hold up a sign that said “Nobody said I’d have to sit next to John Thompson.”

I’ve never understood TNT’s infatuation with Thompson. He didn’t have anything interesting to say in 20 years a college coach, they expected him to have something to say about the NBA?

Dunleavy looked like he’d rather be running a summer league practice for the Clippers.

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Speaking of announcers, it’s looking more and more like Len Kasper and Bob Brenly picked the perfect year to join the club. Just think how much less pressure there will be in a few weeks when even the diehard morans like us decide to find more productive ways to spend our summer days?

Dan Plesac filled in for Brenly on Friday night because Bob was back in Tempe attending the college graduation of his daughter, Lacey. I’m not sure why you’d name your daughter Lacey, unless you were either a big fan of the old lesbian crime fighting show Cagney and Lacey on CBS, or perhaps you just want to give your daughter a leg up on a career as a stripper? Regardless, Bob was gone and Plesac was in.

Plesac wasn’t horrible, and in fact, as the game went on you could hear him get more comfortable and he actually started to speak loud enough to be heard. All in all, he didn’t suck nearly as much as Donn Pall did when he filled in for Hawk Harrelson. Then again, if you can sound competent while working with Darrin Jackson, you deserve Joe Morgan’s sports Emmy.

On Friday, Comcast is going to start their coverage of the rare 1:20 Friday start at Wrigley at 11 a.m. They’re going to have live coverage of Cubs and Sox batting practice! Uh…wow? That’s great. We haven’t seen Benny Cadahia blow a 70 mile per hour fastball past a Cub since the 2004 Home Run Derby.