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Tuesday, April 19

It's the offense

I am doing something totally out of character today: I am rushing on here first thing to write Cubs content.

I watched the loss last night, and after hearing and reading the bulk of what Cub World has to say, I realize the score was 7-6, but look at this:

B. Weber 2.0 2 0 0 0 1 0 7.94
D. Weathers 1.0 1 0 0 0 2 0 9.00
K. Mercker (W, 1-0) 2.0 0 0 0 0 0 0 1.50
D. Graves (S, 5) 1.0 2 1 1 1 1 0 4.26

After the Cubs got to the seamy underbelly of the Reds' relief corp in the 4th inning, they didn't score again until there were two outs in the bottom of the ninth.

The Reds have quite a lineup, and until such time that Griffey, Dunn, Kearns, Casey, Pena, etc. suffer their season-ending injuries, they are going to score runs in bunches. On the other hand, they have quite a weakness, and it is the men who stand on the low hill and throw balls at the other team's hitters.

I'm sorry. In my mind, Wood, Leicester, etc. did not lose that ballgame last night. Our manager and our offense CANNOT let up like they always seem to do. You have to keep your muthafuckin' foot on their THROAT! Don't let them breathe!! No lead is safe, especially not in that bandbox!! Garciaparra has to stop missing mama, and start hitting the damn ball when it counts.

We should have scored 20 against that bunch, and the way the Reds are set up, you have to.