Do not pitch to Hank White.
It was just another weekend for the Cubs. They couldn’t hit. They blew another eighth inning lead. We found out that not only does Carlos Zambrano love the Internet, but he has a “couple dozen” computers in a room in his home in Venezuela, and we found out that Mark Prior and Brandon McCarthy are pen pals. Dusty’s letting his pitchers decide if they stay in or not, Derrek Lee misses Moises Alou so much he’s channeling him on the basepaths and Michael Wuertz and Will Ohman are living proof of the folly of trying to figure out which of the Cubs’ bullpen guys can be trusted not to throw gasoline on the fire.

The Cubs tried to make Jermaine Dye look like Bobby Abreu, and Sox manager Ozzie Guillen completely lost his mind on Sunday…twice. One by bringing in the human torch, Luis Vizcaino to blow the lead, then two, when he freaked out in the clubhouse after being asked why he brought Vizcaino in, in the first place. This is the kind of mature leadership that’s going to carry the Sox through the next 120 games. Sure. Whatever.

The Sox used highly touted rookie Brandon McCarthy yesterday in their attempt to sweep the Cubs in Wrigley. McCarthy was taking the place of El Duque, who is on the DL for “precautionary” reasons. Sure he is. It’s not like he has a history of arm problems or anything. It’s not like he missed the entire 2003 season and big hunks of 2002 and 2004 or anything? Nah.

McCarthy learned the one undeniable reality about big league baseball. You do not, under any circumstance throw a cookie at Henry Blanco.

He looks friendly, and well, sleepy, but he’s deadly.

One thing is completely clear now, after this weekend, and it has to do with our buddy, Hank. When he’s catching, Carlos Zambrano and Mark Prior are at their best. Oh, they have their moments with Michael Barrett, but both clearly like pitching to Whitey. Prior was so happy with the game Hank called yesterday that he practically carried Henry off the field.

Oh, wait. No, that was because Henry fell asleep over by the fungo circle.
We win?

And Blanco showed what an offensive force he can be. He sparked a Cubs’ rally on Saturday (and then killed one, too), and homered to open the scoring yesterday. See, he just needed a few at bats. Now he’s kicked it into high gear. I don’t think it’s too late for a write-in campaign to get Hank a much deserved start in the All-Star Game.

He’s got his batting average up over .150 now and his on base average is flirting with .200. Impressive, I know.

The Cubs played well enough to win two of the three games, which isn’t really saying much. I, like you, tried to fend off the boredom of listening to Jeff Torborg enthrall us with stories about how he knew Ozzie Guillen was going to be a great manager, and how he had Derrek Lee in Florida and told him he was looking forward to “taking you for granted.” Whatever that means.

It was that game, the Saturday one, that had the best moments.

Like Carlos getting warned by the home plate ump after he hit AJ Eyechart with a pitch. Only, there was one problem. He didn’t hit AJ. AJ acted all pissed off, but that thing didn’t hit him any more than Lance Berkman got hit last August. I was hoping we’d see Carlos tear off AJ’s elbow guard (with his arm in it) and beat him with it.

The Cubs lost because Mike Wuertz couldn’t finish off Paul Konerko in the eighth. With two on, Wuertz got ahead and watched Konerko foul off pitch, after pitch. When Konerko finally did hit one fair, it was a sinking liner that Corey Patterson ran down, dove at and had glance off his glove. If Corey catches it, the Cubs win (actually, Ryan Dempster probably blows it in the ninth), but he didn’t make the grab, two runs scored and then Will Ohman came in to finish the job by giving up two more runs.

If you want to complain about Corey’s offense, I’ll pull up a chair and we can piss and moan the hours away. But you can’t seriously be bent out of shape over him diving headlong for a ball and just missing it, can you? This wasn’t Craig Biggio running into the well in left last year and having it clank off his glove as he settled under it. This wasn’t Brant Brown in Milwaukee or Jason Dubois on just about anything. It was frustrating because he was thisclose to making a great play and shoving it right up the Sox hiney. But come on.

Speaking of Dubois. While every flyball is an adventure, is his defense any worse than his first base coach’s was back in his day? There was a reason that Gary Woods and his pornstache made an appearance in the eighth inning of every game that the Cubs were leading. It just makes me wonder if maybe Sarge shouldn’t avoid giving Jason “fielding tips.” You know stuff like, “What I always did was get right under the ball as it came down, and then locked my knees. That way if the wind took the ball one way or the other, I’d either fall down or lunge awkwardly at it. You’re getting it, kid. You’re a natural!”

Jason’s bat is much needed, as evidenced by him being the one Cubs righthanded hitter with enough brains yesterday to sit back on a pitch and hit it into the gale force wind blowing out to right field.

The Cubs now have seven games in a row, at home, against the Astros and Rockies, two teams who have combined to win FIVE road games in 41 attempts this year. The Astros just got prison raped in Arlington to the tune of 27-6 in three games against the Rangers. This is the Cubs season now. Seven games, seven days. You’d like to see them win all seven. A good team would probably win six. For the Cubs, anything worse than 5-2 is a death knell. Because after this “easy” week, the Cubs have three in LA, then four in San Diego, then they play Toronto, Boston, Florida, the Yankees, then four in Miller Park before they see the White Sox again.

Yikes. This could get ugly.