Of the embarrassingly fun stuff that happened this week, these things were most amusing:
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-Kosuke Fukudome, in just four at bats in a single game, saw over thirty pitches. There were games last year that the entire team didn’t see thirty pitches. Of course, the better he does, the more likely it is that more idiots come to the park and say “Horry Kow? OH! That’s like ‘Holy Cow’ with an Asian accent! Genius! The guys back at the House are gonna love this one! I’ll wear it underneath my #69 softball jersey!” (Yes, I realize I strung a long tail on that kite.)
Still, I think this Fukudome kid just might be a player.
-Reed Johnson makes what might have been the best catch I’ve ever seen. As much as I like Felix Pie and think he’ll be great, Reed Johnson has really been a terrific pick up. Even more important is that he looks like he literally appeared out of the cornfield in Iowa: high socks, uniform about two sizes too big, about 3 and a half pounds of chew in his lip.

-Bob Howry still sucks. I know this is a celebratory post, but it needed to be said. And I’m not really sure what the author of this headline was snorting before he posted it. Really?
-10,000 wins. I think Jason mentioned this already, but the fact that this team has never fallen under .500 is unbelievable. I also didn’t know that the only other team to get 10,000 wins was the Giants. And to think, only 10 or so players on their current roster were on the team when they got win #1. Zing.
-The team started this year without a shortstop on the roster, and now when Soriano comes back to inevitably post his .327 OBP from the leadoff spot, the biggest debate on the team will be which All-Star quality shortstop will have to sit down. I’m fairly certain that little Houston and Macey Theriot will have to spend their days as a minion of the devil, but the deal Ryan made with him is paying off so far. And hey-Ronny Cedeno isn’t drunk. Way to stay sober long enough to prove that you’re actually a good player, Ronny.
Being a Cubs fan, I’m amazed that there were this many things to be happy about in an entire season, let alone the last two weeks. I guess I’m going to have to find something else to use as the focus of my mean-spirited sarcasm. When do the Reds come back to Chicago?
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