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If I told you we'd be trading for a healthy Curt Schilling in July, would you be happy?

11-3. Maddox out. Bullpen fightin' time.

I love day games. 7-2

It would be so cool if they gave Nomar the ring during the 7th inning stretch. But it aint gonna happen.

Ironic. I thought basketball players were mostly locked in.

Haha! I have a plan! Not to worry, I'll be catching both Friday and Sunday's game without a worry in the world! hehehehehahahahaaaaaaaaa

You are so BANNED.

Haha I get it now. It's like me talkin' wookiee sometimes!

Welcome. Just so ya know, I run this site so treat me with respect, or else...

Here's a nifty article from the Chicago Tribune. Many similarities between Red Sox and Cubs, but 1 big difference Published June 9, 2005 A list of links between the Chicago Cubs and Boston Red Sox is a ridiculously long one: Bill Buckner, Andre Dawson, Fergie Jenkins … the 1918 World Series … Don Zimmer, Lou Boudreau, Joe McCarthy … the ancient-ruin ballyards … Lee Smith, Dennis Eckersley, Tom Gordon, Calvin Schiraldi … the curses, jinxes, goats and ghosts … Matt Clement, Bill Mueller, Mark Bellhorn, Nomar … Even current Red Sox manager Terry Francona got 31 hits in 1986 in a Cubs uniform. Yet for all they have in common, when the Cubs and Red Sox share a field (Wrigley) at 1:20 p.m. Friday, it will be for the first time since Sept. 11, 1918. It is a clash Chitown and Beantown waited for and waited for, through a Great Depression and generations of—for baseball fans—even greater depression. It is a series each town gradually gave up waiting for, inasmuch as the chances of one of these teams making it to a World Series became increasingly remote, let alone both. And now that it is here—the Boys of Slumber, brought together at last—what's at stake? Absolutely nothing. No diamond rings. No bragging rights. Not a bloody, blessed thing. That's because a funny thing happened on the way to this historic first meeting between the Cubs and Red Sox in a regular-season game of baseball. This epic struggle between two born losers. This war of attrition between organizations that made "long-suffering" a part of the psychological makeup of each and every devoted, dedicated (OK, disturbed) fan. Boston quit being a loser. Who'd have thunk it? The "world champion Red Sox." It still sounds so peculiar to the ear, looks so queer to the naked eye. The mere image of Boston as a baseball winner is all wrong, as unimaginable as John Wayne on a surfboard or Paul Revere dressed in jeans. Boston is supposed to be a town of sad, recovering baseball-holics, much like some other fine city we know. By winning the 2004 World Series—not by default over another bunch of losers, the Houston Astros, but over the quite successful St. Louis Cardinals, no less—the BoSox BoToxed their entire identity, remaking themselves as wholly and cosmetically as if they had injected collagen into their lips. They went from losers to winners, snip, snip, nip, tuck. And, in the process, they have ruined everything. A once-in-a-lifetime Cubs vs. Red Sox engagement should have been winner-take-all. It should have had fans from the Great Lakes to the fishing ports of New England on the edges of their seats, or spilling out of corner taps. Arguments and wagers galore: Bill Murray, John Cusack and Jim Belushi vs. Ben Affleck, Matt Damon and Denis Leary, losers get out of show biz for good. We can't even make this about "Which One's Worse?" anymore. At least if the Red Sox had gagged last October as they traditionally are supposed to, Wrigley's series this weekend could have encouraged us to poke fun at a couple of wallflowers being pushed together to dance. But noooo, as Mr. Belushi's late, great older brother would have said. Boston had to go out and reverse the Curse of the Bambino and spoil the whole thing for us. What are we stuck with now? Curse Reversed vs. Cursed Worse. It's not as much fun now reviving the lore. Like recollecting the way old-timers Frank Chance and Hugh Duffy did the same thing Francona has done—played for the Cubs, then managed the Red Sox. Or thinking of other pitchers of old who wore both suits: Dick Radatz, Dick Ellsworth, Dennis Lamp … How about the Cubs' pitching coach, Dick Pole, who once stood atop mounds for the Red Sox? Or that great victim of fate, Grady Little, who came to work for the Cubs after being Trump-ed from his job as manager of the Sox? No longer can we commiserate with Bostonians over their damaged psyches and painful losses. We cannot empathize and say, well, at least those poor slobs are as badly off as we are here in the eternally Second City. And wait, it gets worse. It was bad enough for Chicago's baseball fans—on both ends of town—to endure the Florida Marlins (twice, yet) and Arizona Diamondbacks becoming world champs, and the woebegone Anaheim Angels doing likewise, and even the Toronto Blue Jays transporting a World Series trophy to another country, for crying out loud. But turn a page and check out today's standings. Guess who's in first place? The Washington Nationals. That's all we need, for the hapless, hopeless Montreal Expos to fold up shop, emigrate to another land … and then treat us as rudely as a French waiter by winning the 2005 World Series. Please, promise us this can't happen. Tell us that the suffering of "long-suffering" Washington fans will not come to an end. If it does, Chicago's reputation as the baseball cesspool of North America will be dragged even deeper into the mud. And we will feel not scorn but sympathy from a triumphant, satisfied, curse-free baseball town like, God help us all, Boston. mikedowney@tribune.com

Well this sucks. I was really looking forward to watching this series. Way more so than the Cards series. But with the first game tomorrow starting at 2:20 pm I doubt I'll be able to skip out of work. I have a 3pm meeting. Saturday's game is blacked out so it will have to be MLB radio for me. Sunday night's game is great and all except it's ESPN and I have a 9am Monday morning f'n meeting. Dammit all to hell. :angry: I'm about to go all Kevin Brown on my livingroom wall.

I don't know. It's awfully tough. I would have had money on Griffey doing it 5 years ago. If he stays as healthy as he has been (or as healthy as Bonds was in his 30s) then definitely he could. BTW, it figures that number 400 was a junk-time HR.

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How could you tell??

Good win. Wells, wow. No Crap! Foulke, not to worry. A win is a win is a win.

ALL Fenway games are on NESN unless it's on ESPN.

No choice at all. But still worth it - sometimes it's interesting to hear what other announcers say. Usually it's the home team's announcers but with poorer teams and teams without a major market, NESN is the default broadcast. I'd say 80% of the games are on the NESN feed. This year's ratio is worse than last years so it may change next year. Sometimes it's really interesting. Tonight is Joe Buck, Seattle has Dave "Hendu" Henderson and John Miller has a team too. Not that we ever play the Dodgers, but Vin Scully is out there also. The only bad time is a NY game in NY with Paul O'Neil.

That's not a bash on Pedro by the way. It's just a smart guy going to a better place for him. He was never a "team guy" anyway. I'd rather have team guys.

Papi!

No Yankees No Baltimore No Texas No DH

Fatboy can't run. Crap.

Fatboy can bunt! Holy crap.

Cardinals broadcast for me. But it's Joe Buck with some knucklehead hick, so it's still better than anything with Joe Morgan. Plus they have the troop-cam.

I'd KILL to see A-Rod and Jeter on Queer Eye! KILL. It'd be like the Fab 7.

And a big hit against the Cardinals (Pole shot). I so love being World Series Champs. I was telling a guy today "yeah, St. Louis is kicking our ass right now, but ya know what? IT DOESN'T f***ING MATTER BECAUSE WE SWEPT THEM IN THE MOTHERf***ING WORLD f***ING SERIES, *******" God that felt great.