Cubs v. D'Backs - blogging yet again!

This isn't an official spring training game (rather, it's an 'exhibition game') but I figured I'd blog it anyway. Mostly because I don't feel like reading about genocide today.

Looks like most of the starters are in today for the Cubs. Robinson's in for Soto, and Randy Wells is the starter. Enright is pitching for the D'Backs.

Cubs 1st:

I'm excited about going to the Cubs' Opening Day for the first time ever on Monday. Getting the tickets, however, has been an absolute fiasco. If you ever get the change, buy tickets from any other company except for Vivid Tickets. Their 100% guarantee of on-time tickets is absolute bollocks. They promise to deliver the tickets to me by 4:30 on Monday. Too bad the game starts at 4:05. Bastards.

During my rant, Theriot strikes out.

Kosuke homered last night - good sign for him. I really think too much has been expected of him. He can hit better than he has, but he's not going to be a Hideki Matsui sort of player - his game is getting on base and making things happen. Fukudome grounds out to second.

Derrek now up. Derrek still not recognizing sliders. 0-2. Derrek lays off two subsequent sliders - 2-2. I think Derrek's one of the most underrated players in the NL - look at his stats over the past 5 years or so. If it wasn't for the fact that he plays in a division with a once-in-a-generation talent at his same position, I think he'd get a lot more attention. I don't think he minds it much, though. Lee swings through a FB, 1-2-3.

D'Backs 1st:

Some of friends and I went to the Florida Gators' baseball game last night against Vandy. It was an amusing evening. First, the UF women's gymnastics team gets recognized for advancing to the regionals in the quest for a national championship. As luck would have it, four of them sit in the row directly in front of my friends and I. The conversation starts out innocently enough - I had one of the baseball players in one of my classes once, and I noted that his grades were less than stellar. He was, however, a nice kid and came to class every day. The conversation turned to one of my friends who had also taught one of the players, and he had, let's say, less than stellar things to say about the athlete. One thing led to another, and sure enough, my moronic friends got the women's gymnastics team at UF to get up and move away from us. This led to those of us who were completely innocent berating the ones of us who weren't for running off a group of attractive and purportedly flexible young women.

Soon thereafter, we are forced to pay for our transgressions. A youngish mother and her 8 or 10 year old come and sit behind us, and apparently the mother figured that her idea of a good Friday night was getting her child hopped up on sugar, not giving him his medication, and bringing him to sit right behind us. This child was reminiscent of a siren with Tourette's. He would yell "ICE CREAM" in what I can only describe as a demonic growl, and I half expected to turn around to see his head spinning around 360 degrees a la Linda Blair and him vomiting split pea soup all over Roger or Jim. In short, his antics wore Roger and I thin and we left in the 7th inning. As we left, who should we see but that devil child fighting other children for more candy tossed out by an Easter Bunny in the concourse. On the way home, I consider driving to Orlando for an immediate vasectomy.

Soriano makes a good catch in deep left for the first out. Tricky play.

Rami makes a good play in foul territory for the second out.

1-2-3 for Wells. Well done.