It’s simple.
The Lawnmower gains control, or else the Cubs will need a miracle. So we’re not at “praying for a miracle” yet. We haven’t used that card. No sir. Not yet.
And any of you sackless spazzes that want DOOM, please just leave and never come back. Seriously.
Worst case scenario has Ryan Dempster trudging back up the hill on Tuesday to atone for his performance last night. Holy crap–seven walks? And to think that nibbling bastard was one barely-fouled off ball from escaping the Loney at-bat which turned out to be his nut-punching demise. That’s the worst Ryan Dempster start in months. In fact–runs and checks BB-Ref –it’s been over three months since Dempster got shelled this badly.
In his thirty-fourth start of the season last night, Dempster failed to get out of the fifth inning for only the second time. He owes his teammates better and, given a second chance Tuesday, I doubt he’d disappoint.
Ideally, Game 5′s not even necessary. When you look ahead to the two games in cavernous Dodger Stadium, you’ve got Rich Harden on, like, a month’s rest, and Ted Lilly–who as Dolan suggests, has been the Cubs’ best pitcher for the last three weeks.
So even if Zambrano shits the bed, don’t be surprised to see this series come back here.
Of course talk of the Lawnmower failing is not acceptable today. It’s disrespectful. Sure, Carlos’ antics have left little cause for him to be granted his own Hire Jim Essian-sanctioned day. But if Manny’s gonna be Manny, flicking his wrist at tough curveballs for 425 feet, then it’s past time for Carlos to “be” Carlos and shove it up L.A.’s hiney tonight. And what better time to do it than on his own motherfucking day?
