Every year as the baseball season wanes, I always think to myself, "Why don't the teams already in the playoffs just lie down for the teams that desperately need a win?" I found out last night...they're professionals and they're competitive as shit.
If you were fortunate enough to watch the pointless win (if you're a Cubs fan) or the gut-wrenching loss (Mets fan) on ESPN last night, you would see what I mean. The Mets had everything to play for, a huge lead early, and a runner on third for FIVE STRAIGHT INNINGS, and still couldn't win the game. The Cubs, conversely, sat around and played with their cocks, endured a pitiful outing by Big Z (who is impossible to watch when struggling), then basically said, "It's late and this game is dumb. I wanna go to the hotel and bang some Brooklyn skank," and knocked in three in the tenth. The Mets, again, snatched defeat from the jaws of victory, and watching their stupid, jerkoff fans file out, booing all the way, was awesome. The Mets suck and so do their fans (minus Jerry Seinfeld).
Still, the Cubs could have easily quit, let the run in, and given the Mets a much needed win, and been no worse for the wear. Instead, they hung around, scratched in a two-out run on a duck fart from D. Lee, and then Aramis drove the stake through their collective, subway-riding, pizza-folding, David Wright-sucking hearts. Why? Because no matter who is coaching that locker room full of gutless crybabies, they'll never get over their own pampered, whining veterans (I'm looking at you, Billy Wagner) who oddly aren't around when shit gets a little tight. It ain't the coach, Omar.
Muck the Fets.
P.S. Is there anyone outside of Chicago pulling for the douchey Chi Sox tonight?
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Rick Bozich is probably rooting for the Chi-Sox.
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