Dreaming of Shawn Estes

Sunday marks my first Cubs-Cards game in person since the (cliche alert!) 'magical' season of 2003, when the Cubs took 4 of 5 from the Redturds at Wrigley in what can surely be seen as Dusty Baker's crowning achievement.

I attended the last game of that series, and out of all the pitchers I could get to see pitch, it's none other than the multi-talented swinger Shawn Estes. The atmosphere was electric. Your whole body tingled and you often got the unprecedented urge to punch a Cardinal fan in the cock. In fact, I almost witnessed such a fight, with a 5'6" Cardinal fan picking a fight (or maybe it was the other way around) with a 6'5" Cubs fan who looked like a white Sinbad. Cubs win 7-6 and if for only a day, all is right with the world. Even Jesus himself gave that game a 'slow clap' at the end.

Sunday is supposed to be sunny and 80 degrees. Wade Miller, a modern day Shawn Estes if there was one, will be on the mound. Lou Piniella should be in a foul mood. Tommy Buzanis has confirmed his presence. It will be, for lack of a better word once again, 'magical'. Updates to follow on what looks to be a hungover Monday.