"I can't remember when I've had less fun at a Brewers game than tonight." I haven't been to a game since the Crew came out here to NYC to play the Mets back in May, but I can relate. I can't remember when I've had less fun following the Brewers than the past week or two. At the start of the season, if you'd have told me that I'd be saying that in mid-August, and the Crew would have sole possession of first place, I would have stuck my foot in a time machine to kick my future self in the groin, but nevertheless, it's true. If they take an early lead, I wait for them to blow it. Conversely, if they fall behind, I surrender all hope of a comeback. As was perfectly illustrated by the past two nights vs. the Cards. Since the All Star break this team has been like a dying man, begging to be put out of his misery - and the competition has been too inept to oblige. For my own mental health, I've backed off a bit, but even from a distance it's painful. The starting pitching over the past few weeks has been ungodly awful. I mean, these are big league pitchers, right? Somebody almost HAS to pitch a good game at some point, don't they? Ugh. Right now one watches the Brewers with a morbid sense of fascination. It's a train wreck on a daily basis. I have to give all the credit in the world to those of you who can follow this mess closely without getting upset. You're definitely more mentally healthy than I am. http://static.yuku.com/v2//domainskins/bypass/img/smileys/smokin.gif