Saturday, August 22, 2009

Don't you go breakin' my heart

It is August 22. The Cubs have 41 games left in the season. While this seems like a lot, the season comes to an end on October 4th, my 21st birthday. Last year on that date, the Dodgers completed a sweep of the Cubs in the first round of the playoffs. With the way things are going, being swept in the playoffs seems like a far off dream. We are currently 7.5 games out of first in the Central, and we only have one series left with the division leading Cardinals. Unless our offense turns things on, the Cubs may be on the outside looking in come mid-October. 101 years may become 102. All I can hope for is that they win a World Series in my lifetime. I figure they've got about 70 years to do so.
This week, Gregg lost his closing job. This move was a long time coming. Although, I am less than confident in his replacement, Carlos Marmol. Marmol has had issues with control even in the set-up position. Let's face it, the bullpen is less than stellar. We're paying Gregg a lot more than I care to imagine, and he hasn't been anywhere near solid this season. On the other side, the $10 million dollar man, Milton Bradley, hasn't been impressive either. The Cubs did not make wise moves this offseason, and I am still not happy about DeRosa's departure. If they miss the playoffs this year, all I can hope for is some radical changes. I know Lou has been unhappy, and when Lou's unhappy, ain't nobody happy.
Don't read this as me giving up on the team, because that is far from the truth, but after watching them strand ten runners against the Dodgers today, I'm becoming a little more realistic. There is still time, but the club needs to turn things around sooner rather than later.

1 comment:

  1. It's definitely more frustrating to be so close than to be a fan of a sucky cellar team.

    Hey, how in the heck do you say Hamhuis, Erat, and Guite?