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Monday, April 12
4/12/2004 04:06:00 PM
by Rob
If you CAN'T go out, on your OWN home opener, and manage more than ONE hit against a broken-down bustout like Kris Benson, and when even your newly-signed first ballot Hall-Of-Famer can't get the ball over the plate, something is missing. Something is wrong. Let's see, we really didn't lose anybody important over the off-season, right....well, Patterson is out with a muscle pull, and Grud is out with a muscle pull, and Prior is out with the Achilles from Hell.... Sosa may be the Most Famous Cub, and Wood might be the Team Leader, but Prior is the Spark, the Franchise, and Our Credibility. Without him, we're just another of the nameless, faceless rabble, a team that can pound Atlanta one day, and get pounded by the Pirates the next. Without him, on the mound, on the bench, or in uniform, we are just the Cubs. We are Nothing Special. Period. Sentence. Paragraph.
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