OK. I'm tried of crying and getting nauseous over this crap-noodle game. It totally stinked-stank-stunk. Let's get ready for tomorrow, and I hope there's some soul-searching in the clubhouse after this last bunch of malodorous efforts.
I'm not going to blame Murphy (except maybe for the Seigler/Durbin thing). We have only the players the front office gives us, and those clods need to show they deserve to be here. So far they ain't done so.
Thanks Megill. Can we start calling you "Nancy" now, or do you prefer "Lil"??
"Her name was Magill, and she called herself Lil
But everyone knew her as Nancy" ~~ The Beatles