The Cubs refuse to do anything the easy way. We’ve seen evidence of this for about 96 years now, but especially this season. They staked the artist formerly known as The Franchise to a four run lead at the end of the first and he gave it right back. Last year, it looked like Prior could move mountains. This year, he’s only getting to the summit if a sherpa drags his overdeveloped ass all the way up.

It was not a fun day to pitch at Wrigley. The wind was howling out to left and the Cubs took advantage of it early with back-to-back-to-back homers from Lee, Sosa and Barrett. After Prior’s folly in the second (which included him walking the pitcher to the load the bases and hitting Jason Kendall to drive in a run) the Cubs would allow only one more run the rest of the way.

Once again, the biggest hit of the game would come off the bat of everybody’s favorite import shortstop…

…Neifi Perez? Seriously? He’s hitting 12 for 25 with three homers for the Cubs. There is no ration explanation for this. You just ride it out. Perez is the man now with Nomar and Ramon both part of the E-ramis Balky Groin Club. That club sounds a lot more fun than it really is. Nomar could be back for an appearance in Monday’s scheduled monsoon doubleheader in Florida. But that word is coming from the Cubs training staff. They are also pretty sure that Ken Hubbs will be available for that game, too. So take it for what it’s worth.

The Cubs had some fun making a punching bag out of perpetually stoned Pirates reliever Mark Corey. Pirates pitching coach Spin Williams visited Corey on the mound during the six run eighth and Corey requested “some of those really crunchy Cheetos, not the regular kind.” That’s never a good sign.


Dude, where’s my curveball?

The postgame was almost as interesting as the game. Dusty talked about E-ramis is “really sore” so he had to give him a day off, and because of that he couldn’t afford to rest Michael Barrett because “we needed some offense.” You could then hear Gabor Bako in the background as he angrily put down the accordian he was entertaining George Ofman with and said, haughtily, “Hey!”

Dusty said that “Sammy’s a great streak hitter. Especially when he’s hot.” This is, of course, to distinguish between the hot streak (great) and the not-so-hot streak (not so great). Thanks.

Mark Prior said this of Sammy, ”It’s nice to see Sammy stepping up and hopefully finding his swing. Obviously, we’re in this race, and he hasn’t produced a whole lot. When he’s going well, he’s going to protect everybody else in the lineup.”

Hey there Mr. Franchise. Who’s had a more disappointing season, the guy with 32 homers and 73 RBI in 109 games or the guy who’s 5-4 with a 4.87 ERA? How about you chirp up when you pass Glendon Rusch in wins this year?

Corey Patterson was asked about his game tying homer on Tuesday night and he had this to say. “I was shocked,” Patterson said. “It was pretty well hit, but I didn’t know it was going out. I didn’t think it was. I just stood there and I thought, ‘Just missed.’ When I saw Jason Bay running back, I thought, ‘Man, I better get on my horse because it might be off the wall, or it might be gone.'”

Gail Fisher spoke to Karry Ling and verified this report.

Sammy refused to speak with reporters after the game, to which Paul Sullivan took him to task. Seabiscuit’s Jockey would, however, have been the first to criticize Sammy if he had talked to the media and said, “Gladiators only talk when they’re playing well.” Well, let’s hope gladiators also stuff uppity, dwarf-like reporters into the hatchback of their 1987 Civic when they’re playing well.


The NHL lockout is upon us and I think I speak for America when I say, “Thank you!” Now we can watch SportsCenter and not have to nap through 12 minutes of hockey highlights. And it saves us from listening to blinky Stu Scott try and pronounce Zelepukin.

I’m not watching the second edition of Dream Job because every time I see season one “winner” Mike Hall on ESPNews I get the urge to kill myself. Why couldn’t Frank Francisco hit Mike Hall with a chair? Would that be so wrong?


Speaking of that “case” out in Oakland. Things are getting ugly for the “victim” Jennie Bueno.

Let’s just say that wasn’t a very long trip.

First, her attorney compared the Rangers lack of disclipline over their players to Abu Ghraib (that seems very rational, doesn’t it?), and then Jennie’s husband declared himself to be the A’s tenth man.

“I wouldn’t say I was a born heckler … (but) we got those seats for a specific reason,” Bueno said. “If you can be the 10th man, you want to do that. You call the guy a bum … you make fun of their ability.”

Then they make fun of your wife outweighing you by 140 pounds and somebody takes a chair to the face, is that how it works?

Jennie, between handfuls of bon bons said, “”It’s just part of going to the game. I don’t have any problem with him heckling. If I did, I wouldn’t go with him. Most of the time, I tune him out and pay attention to the game.” She also said that her wound would have been much worse except she was able to deflect part of the chair with her mustard and cheese covered SuperPretzel.

Someday we can only hope that Wrigley has a similar scene and it might sound like this:

“Cubs woo! Chair woo! Ouch woo! Nose woo! Broken woo! Dentures woo! Cracked woo! Brain trauma woo! Death woo!”

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The biscuit says that Sammy’s bat is going to do the talking.

Mark Prior says it’s going to be “fun” to play 12 games in 11 days, adding “How many chances do you get to lose three starts in the same week?”

Didn’t the media criticize Dusty for not yelling at his players? They finally see him do it and now they think it’s bad?

Jim Hendry can’t flip a coin to save his ass.

Rex wants to be just like Brett Far-vuh-ruh. Hide the painkillers and lock up the alcoholic sister!

Lovie’s not to fond of the way the Packers have been whuppin’ up on our Bears. He’s aiming to do something about it. This year would be nice.

How many Heismans does Beano Cook think that Darius Walker will win? Six? If only David Huh were still on the Notre Dame beat, he could have made about 19 witty Hootie the Blowfish references. For shame.

Mike Downey’s coma lifted long enough for him to twitch out a fresh column. He thinks Neifi Perez and Mike Wuertz are just the kind of heroes the Cubs need. I’m inspired, I can tell you that. Whoo!

Mariotti puts down the doughnut to state that he believes (like anybody give’s a rat ass what he believes) that Sammy needs a hot finish to save his legacy. Mariotti’s legacy, meanwhile would be enhanced by his admission that while in his mid-40s he’s never seen a woman in the nude without putting a $50 on the nightstand.

Mark Prior says he’s just not himself. Well, if he’s not going to be himself, could he at least stop being Bob Scanlan?

The Wizard of Roz says that Chris Chelios just might play for the Wolves this year. I put that in my “things I care about pile” right between “when’s George Hamilton going to get a new TV show” and “what’s mutton taste like?”

Hey, look who wrote the Atlanta Hawks preview on SI.com! Long live Boris Diaw!

Scott Rolen hurt his calf. That’s why they invented veterinary strength Astro-Glide, Scott. I hope the poor thing is going to be OK.

Khalil Greene is out for the season with a broken digit. The Chip and Steve love fest has been put on hold until March.

It’s official. Jessica Simpson is going to be Daisy Duke. Stilfer will be Bo Duke and Johnny Knoxville will try and fill Tom Wopat’s shoes as Luke. Sucker. Nobody can replace Wopat.

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