Aug. 14, 10:04 a.m. ( Chicago coming off three straight losses) Cubs are done. They'll finish six to eight games out.
Aug. 14, 10:44 a.m. Wood's arm is shot. Fassero's arm is shot. Tavarez is a circus freak. Weathers sucks. Tapani and Bere are living on borrowed time. As Yeats once so profoundly said, "The center cannot hold."
Aug. 14, 10:46 a.m. If they don't win the next two games of this series with Houston, they're done.
Aug. 14, 12:53 p.m. At the risk of being the voice of gloom, the wheels are coming off.
Aug. 14, 2:18 p.m. I just don't give a f—-. I really don't.
Aug. 15, 10:33 a.m. Tremendous victory last night [3-1 over Houston], in what was their most important game of the year. Every time I count the Cubs out, they somehow stay alive.
Aug. 15, 9:38 p.m. (minutes after a 5-1 win) They're back, baby. What a tremendous victory. Two out of three in Enron. Now they have to go to Phoenix and beat a tough Diamondbacks team.
Aug. 20, 10:38 a.m. (after three straight losses to the Diamondbacks) Cubs suck.
Aug. 20, 3:16 p.m. At least the White Sox suck worse.
Aug. 21, 11:18 a.m. (after double-header split with the Brewers) Have you ever seen a player as hot as Sammy is right now? Too bad the rest of the offense stinks.