Shut her down
For all of our bluster and bluff, for all of the criticisms we levy at the team, and the times we say proclaim the team "done for," I have always had a simple system for giving up on a season: 10 games under .500, or 10 games out of first place.
The Cubs pretty much managed to accomplish both of those things on the same day, as they are now 32-42, 9.5 games behind the Reds.
In the process, Carlos Zambrano has imploded -- again -- and we have learned that a team can have a good manager and can rid themselves of the most toxic players and they can still implode and look miserable.
The fallout of this is that Carlos Zambrano is probably in his final days as a Cub, as is Derrek Lee, Jim Hendry, and Lou Piniella. And if I have to be honest about it, I don't see that as a bad thing at all.
I'm just tired of these guys. I'm tired of the disappointment, the failure, the under-performance, the ridiculous antics, the heartbreak, and the losses. I'm tired of Carlos -- and, believe me, I've been his biggest fan and supporter. I mean, I'm the creator of the Scarlos photoshop, for Cripe's sake! I've got a Zambran-0-Meter which is fueled by firebeams shot from his eyes. But if Zambrano never again pitches a game for the Cubs, I won't be upset. Enough is enough, and he's lost me.
At this point, I want to see the team deconstructed. I want to see anybody in a managerial position -- from Jim to Larry and Alan to Lou -- fired. I want the Cubs to eat the contracts on Fukudome, Soriano, Zambrano, and even Ramirez. I want next year's team to be the youngest in the league. What I don't want is another group of tired old veterans and all the baggage they bring with them.
But in the meantime ... it's over. We hope you'll stick around, though, as we write about the Cubs and their need to pick up the pieces.