Not Even Going To Ask

I didn't get to watch the game because of work tonight, so I checked the score a bit ago. 4 to 0 Dodgers. Not only was it a shut-out, they apparently were unable to get anyone past first base. Of course, I do believe the total number of players on base for the Reds for the entire game was 1. So now I want to know, but am afraid to ask, does the Central division of the National League really suck that badly? Aside from the Cardinals, of course. I mean, we can pound the crap out of the Brewers and even beat up on the Cubbies when the roster's at full strength. The Cardinals are untouchable, I know that, but we've even beat them up a couple times.

I've decided to call it jet lag. Just can't get used to it no matter how many times you fly. And I'm making that up because I've never flown anywhere. Tomorrow our boys will show those Dodgers what's up. Remind them that once upon a time (in New York City), Dodger was a stray dog that befriended a cat named Oliver in a lovely musical adventure from those geniuses over at Disney. And then remind them that dogs don't play baseball, but people do. And remind them that some crazy British dudes did a study and discovered that the winningest teams wear RED. And how much more red can you get than being the Reds?

And, for your viewing pleasure, here is Tiny Casey, strutting his stuff all over my desk.