The NL Playoff Contenders Have A New Zipcode!

With the boring baseball on display over the past three days, I found myself thinking about the postseason.

So many questions are still unanswered at this point:

Will Ned Yost join the Fox team so we can all giggle when he's asked about how to best manage pitchers?

Can they find someone even douchier than Dane Cook to top last year's "THERE'S ONLY ONE OCTOBER!" commercials?

Will they actually blow up Shea with the Mets still inside when they miss the playoffs?

But thanks to endless 90210 promos on CW/WGN AMERICA these days, one question stuck out.

If the (current) playoff teams were characters on the original Beverly Hills 90210, who would they be?

The Los Angeles Dodgers as...

David Silver.

David spent most of his early years on 90210 just trying to fit in with all the "cooler kids" at West Beverly. He worked really hard to get accepted...sometimes too hard. You wanted to like his chances of succeeding, but at the same time you knew that the rest of the group basically thought of him as an also-ran. The general consensus on the Dodgers is no different. No matter how hard they try, they are still only a whopping 6 games over .500 and are actually having a hard time holding off the "surging" Rockies (68-83). No one outside of LA thinks thinks of them as a threat in the post season. Good news? At least Manny puts out.

The Philadelphia Phillies as...

Brandon Walsh.

The hair, the Mustang, the strong morals...Brandon was really the complete package. Other than some gambling issues and poor decision-making in the girlfriend department (I'm looking at you, Emily), he basically could do no wrong. Problem was, he was boring as hell to watch. You always found yourself wishing he'd screw up once in awhile to shake things up. Same thing with the Phillies. Sure, they can hit, field and throw with the best of them, but at the end of the day you find yourself wishing for something more.

The New York Mets as...

Dylan McKay.

Maybe it was the fact that he didn't give a shit that made him so appealing. Or maybe it was the fact he was a closet Elvis Impersonator. Either way, you loved Dylan in all his wet suit glory. Each week, you were glued to the TV to see how far he could fall and if JUST ONCE he would heed Jim Walsh's advice. He defined train wreck. Sound familiar? Each fall, we all watch with glee as the Mets begin their inevitable collapse. No matter how much talent they have, they just can't seem to keep it together. If I were this girl:

I would stay as far away from Shea as possible.

The Chicago Cubs as...

Steve Sanders.

Overlooked early on as just another spoiled rich kid with an embarrassing haircut, Steve blossomed into the coolest guy on the show. He made up for a lack of cool sideburns and some questionable academic choices with a laid back attitude, a sweet corvette and some pretty rad zoobas. He even almost accomplished the impossible...making frat boys look cool. You loved him because he was the happy medium between the annoying angel Brandon and the boring bad boy Dylan. He came across as the kind of guy you see yourself hanging out with at a bar. That's the Cubs in a nut shell. Millionaire ball players who aren't too full of themselves. Down-to-earth guys who are easy to root for. Sure they have a swagger, but really they're just a bunch of dudes having fun playing baseball...sadly, however, without the permed mullets.

And finally...

The Milwaukee Brewers as...

Scott Scanlon

Just like Scott, the Brewers had a promising future ahead of them this fall. Tons of talent, fun to watch and that infectious kind of "nerdy outsider" appeal that made you really want good things to happen for them.

Unfortunately, they shot themselves in the gut...and died.

Go Cubs!

PS. In interest of full disclosure, I missed the no-hitter on Sunday thanks to a combination of my stupidity and my friends strict adherence to arbitrary jinxing rules. That's why I neglected to post about. I felt like a turd for missing one of the greatest Cubs games in my lifetime and couldn't bring myself to try to fake like I had been watching it. To my three avid readers, I apologize. Just wanted to get that out there.

Side Note: Did anyone else keep picturing the Astros manager running into Bob Uecker in the hallway after Monday's game, having a flashback of his "One hit? All we got is one god damn hit?" line from Major League and then killing Bob with his own shoe. Anyone? Tell me I wasn't the only one who thought of this. Bueller?

Ned Yost Gets Early Start On His Vacation Plans

Pat and Ron just laid a doozy of a breaking story on us...

NED YOST...FIRED.

MILWAUKEE (AP) — The Milwaukee Brewers have fired manager Ned Yost in the midst of a late-season slump that has jeopardized the team's chances of making the playoffs for the first time since 1982.

Third-base coach Dale Sveum will become interim manager for the remainder of the season.

The Brewers have lost seven of their last 10, and share the NL wild-card lead with Philadelphia.

Wow.

Go Cubs.

FOTG Hall of Fame Welcomes a New Member

Theodore Roosevelt Lilly

Congrats. You've earned it.

UPDATE: Thanks to The Sporting Blog, we now have video.

Go Cubs.

Rant Away...

I’d love to have posted more often, but (a.) real life has taken over recently, and (b.) I’ve been watching about ½ of each game lately, due to the overall suckfest that the Cubs have become. But I needed to jump in and write a little something about all the ledge jumpers out there:

I’m tired of all the chicken littles whining about every ounce of bad news coming from the Cubs.

Don’t get me wrong-they’ve been worse than awful lately. If awful could be quantified by population, the Cubs would be India and China combined. There is absolutely no arguing with this. In every aspect of the game they have been utterly craptastic. But you know what? They’re still making the playoffs. As of this writing, their magic number over the Phillies is 10 and if they beat the Cardinals tonight, their magic number for the playoffs in general is 9. They could literally have a playoff spot locked up by Sunday.

If they shit the bed and blow an 8 game lead with 19 left, then they are truly a waste of space and a garbage team. The season will be a waste and idiots likes Rosenbloom will have more fodder that will allow them to not have to actually do anything creative in their writing. No amount of whining and crying is going to change what they do over the next 19 games. Pretty much the only thing that all the hemming and hawing is going to accomplish over the next few weeks is to piss off all the moderately sane people.

I'll make this simple: They’re going to make the playoffs. Screw curses, jinxes, goats, whatever. They're going. And if they don't, its because they don't deserve it, not because some cosmic force has kept them out.

Its also important to remember that what happens in the playoffs is a crapshoot. But here’s the catch: if they went into the playoffs on a 22 game win streak, it would still be a crapshoot.

To wit-The hottest team going into the playoffs last year was the Rockies-they got swept in the World Series by a team that lost 11 games in September, including a stretch in which they lost 5 out of 6. In 2006, the Cardinals lost eight out of nine between September 18th and 26th. In 2005, the White Sox lost six out of seven between September 8th and 15th. The Red Sox lost five of seven between September 18 and 25th.

The point is not that the Cubs are going to win the World Series. The point is that “hot” teams aren’t really any more likely to win in the postseason than “cold” teams. Cubs fans should want the team to make sure that Harden and Zambrano are healthy and hope that they get over this annoying penchant for shitty defense they’ve developed lately. But losing a lot of games in September has about as much to do with how they play in the playoffs as winning a bunch of games in August.

So if you’re so upset about your first place team that is on pace to win more games than any Cubs team in the last 25 years, fine. Don’t watch. Move on. Find something fun to do. But quit annoying the rest of us with your obnoxious negativity. Actually, scratch that. Make sure you keep whining all the way into the playoffs so I know which “Its Gonna Happen” Shirt Wearing fuckstick to punch in the throat.

I Wish There Was A Simple Way to Express My Frustration...

That works.

Go Cubs.

Ryan Dempster, Motivational Speaker

FOTG got an advanced copy of the speech Rambo gave to the team before tonight's game:

This story shall the good man teach his son;
And a Cubs/Cards series shall ne'er go by,
From this day to the ending of the world,
But we in it shall be remembered-
We few, we happy few, we band of brothers;
For he to-day that sheds his blood with me
Shall be my brother; be he ne'er so vile,
This day shall gentle his condition;
And gentlemen in Chicago now-a-bed
Shall think themselves accurs'd they were not here,
And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks
That took the field with us upon this September day.

Wow. Impressive.

Go Cubs.

Off Day Email Extravaganza: Angry Inner Child Edition

Dear J dot (douche-a-rific handle you've got there, pal)

Alright, I can't take it anymore. If you aren't going to say anything, you spineless bastard, I am. I'll spell it out as simply as I can...

The Cubs suck.

They suuuuuuck big time.

Don't give me any of this "They are still in first place!" BS or "Their magic number has gone down all week!" crap. They are beyond awful.

Have you watched them this month? Throw out Soriano's 3 home runs on Saturday and I dare you to name anything good this team has done in the past week or so. Even that game was ruined by the fact that they turned a 11-1 joke into a 14-9 ulcer-inducer. Nice work boys. Quality.

Everywhere you look, it's a gigantic train wreck. Blown saves. Errors. Missed MRI's. Rally killing D-Lee ABs. Ted Lilly's Home Run Derby. Cedeno. Starting pitchers needing 9 DAYS between starts. Whole SERIES without a single extra base hit. They are an embarrassment.

They aren't that bad, you say? Really? The ONLY player who has actually stepped up and shown anything resembling an actual human emotion since the bottom fell out is everyone's favorite whipping boy, Jason "My October is Wide Open" Marquis. Watching him scream at the home plate ump was just what I expect from a team playing this bad. I want to see the anger. I need to see the frustration, the asshole-ishness. While everyone else was talking about how "we can't get down on ourselves" or "everyone hits a rough patch once in awhile," Marquis is basically giving the ump the finger. Good for him.

"Don't worry," you say.

"We've got a huge cushion in the wild card," you whine.

Well, I know this is hard for your delicate little ears to handle, but FUCK THAT.

What happened to that "take no prisoners" team from August? What happened to stepping on the gas and cruising to the finish line? What happened to making September an after thought? That's all gone. These asshats pissed it away. It's infuriating and I am sick off people like you telling me to stop being a "typical" Cubs fan who wouldn't be happy if we were 50 games up. Hell yes I would be happy! What kind of idiot do you take me for?

My point is this. You and all your "blogging buddies" are idiots. The Cubs suck and so do you.

Sincerely,

Your Inner Child.

PS. Shove the Magic Number up your ass, Tribune.

Dear Inner Child,

You need a hug.

Signed,

J dot.

Go Cubs.

Guest Post: "Manager" Dusty Baker

Greetings Cubs Fans!

It's your old pal Dusty. I was just sitting in my office today, bumming about my Reds being eliminated from the postseason again, when Aaron Harang stopped by. Dudes, talk about a Debbie Downer. He kept blabbing on and on about how I basically destroyed his career and how it was my fault that all the Reds pitchers were having arm troubles (blah blah blah) and, well, I started to drift off.

I mean, how many times can I hear that same sob story? Am I right? Anyway, I was reminiscing my career and I started to think about the good ole days when I was back on the North Side. We had some fun, didn't we? We laughed. We cried. Well, mostly you cried.

Dudes, I'm kidding!

Anyway, so I was sitting here thinking about you guys and I realized that you have got to be FREAKED OUT about the losing streak. If I remember correctly, you guys aren't too keen on losing streaks up there.

Hah! I'm a riot, aren't I?

So I thought to myself, "Hey Dusty, why not send your old pals a pick-me-up. Give them something to feel good about this weekend, other than joy of playing my Reds."

So here it is. My gift to you, Cubs fans. Enjoy!

Dusty's Top 5 Things Worse Than a Five Game Losing Streak

5. Kyle Orton is Your Team's Starting QB.

4. Carlos Quentin Just Went 187 On Your Fantasy Team.

3. You left your bag in plain view of Tatum Bell.

2. You chose to attend Wheaton College for the parties.

1. You're Jay Mariotti.

See, don't you feel better? That's what I thought. No need to thank me.

Go Cubs...er I mean...Reds! Go Reds!

Unrelated Post: Churros are always funny

As I continue to try to heed the advice of HJE and COI and not freak out about this team, I decided to watch America's other past time last night...the NFL!

ZZZZZZZZZZ.

Wow, that was a turd of a game. Thankfully, since I am a huge advertising nerd, I tend to watch the commercials more than the actual game. Even though I am a Mac guy, this ad made me laugh out loud.




Good stuff.


Note to Our Four Readers: Actual Cubs post later today.

Go Cubs.

Bob Howry Makes Me Consider Committing a Felony

I can't watch this FUCKER pitch away another game. I'm done. Anyone need a right-handed middle reliever who has trouble finding the plate and enjoys giving up the long ball? Anyone? Bueller?

I hate to swear twice in a post, but...Bob Howry is a FUCKING turd.

Go Cubs.