Thursday, April 9, 2009
Goodbye, Perfect Season
Haven't seen the Mockingbird's chart-y breakdown yet, but I'd say Litsch hung a few too many meatballs out there last night.
Oh, well, 162-0 would've only raised expectations to an unreasonably high level heading into the playoffs.
P'rhaps this afternoon they get back on track. Ready, Mr. Romero?