Holy Gist! Cubs Win!

What a pants pooper! Oh man. In what may go down as one of the seminal games of the year, the Cubs rally from a 6-4 deficit in the bottom of the ninth to win this crucial game 7-6 on Mark DeRosa's fifth hit of the night.

Rich 'Kip' Hill looked good early on, making the Communists look downright silly. That, coupled with back-to-back moonshots from Huxtable and DeRosa, had the Cubs sitting pretty. Then in the fifth and sixth the Cubs fortunes took a hit courtesy of some kid that used to mow your lawn named Jeff Keppinger. The Cubs bats went into the witness protection program and despite the raucous crowd willing them on, things looked grim.

Luckily for us the Reds closer is...David...Weathers. (crickets) The Riot, who has been struggling lately, starts things off with a gutsy walk and then Lee follows with a solid single. Then Aramis hits a bomb to right center. Norris Hopper, who already robbed A-Ram once tonight is tracking it...oh shit....YES! He actually over-dives it by a bit and the ball clears his glove, plating Theriot and Lee. After an intentional walk and the Reds bringing in an additional infielder, DeRosa gets what can only be described as the most exciting infield hit you'll see. Professional pinch runner Sam Fuld comes home to score and Wrigley goes positively apeshit.

I fire a throw pillow across the room in jubilation. Un-f'ing-beleivable. Go Cubs go indeed. Fat Z takes the mound tomorrow afternoon looking to mow down some Commie bastards and get in a few jubilant fist pumps while he's at it.