Once again, the wheels fall off.

37 games to go and 7.5 games back for a wildcard spot.

It was July 26th 2007, and I was in Richmond VA for business.  Little did I know at the time,  2 blocks away Mike Vick was being arraigned for dog fighting.  It had to be one of the most interesting spectacles I had ever stumbled upon.  After spending the morning with lawyers of a different sort, we had to walk to a building on the other side of the federal courthouse.  On the way through the circus, I stopped and had a co-worker snap a pic of me with one of the PETA protesters.  Good times.

 I’m glad Vick found a team willing to take a chance on him.   I hope he takes this new opportunity to get himself together both physically and mentally.  I think he deserved the second chance.

…adding.  What Jeff Schultz said.

It doesn’t count for much but I’ll still be watching it.

I hope Hines Ward crackbacks McFadden so hard he knocks him out of his shoes.

File this headline under “Things I’ve read 5,238 times”:

Now is the right time: Cubs must show they mean business.

Sigh.  Not off to a very encouraging start.

Growing up in Kansas, the only real baseball choices were the Royals (heh…  sure), the Cubs, or the Braves.  Count me as one of the kids who grew up rushing home from school to catch the 3:05pm broadcast with Harry Carey on WGN.  Those days I wished I could throw as hard as Shawon Dunston, and one of these days I’ll sign up for shoulder surgey to correct the fact that I tried to prove it.

I don’t have the same kind of enthusiasm today, but I still follow my Cubbies (and loath the Cardinals).  Not feeling good about our chances in the division this year.   Maybe we can hang on for a wildcard.

The beat goes on.