Now that the weekend series with the Washington Nationals is over, Chicago Cubs baseball can resume major league play.
But, like everything else that seems to enter the Cubs’ world, there’s a mixture of good and bad news. Giving the worse first, the Cubs meet the defending World Series champion Philadelphia Phillies, a team as solid from top to bottom as there is in the National League.
On the bright side, in playing the Phillies in a three-game set, there’s no better yardstick for the Cubs to measure themselves than facing a championship ball club. There’s no better time than the present to find out whether there’s stagger or swagger left in these Cubs steps with a bit more than two months of baseball left.
Especially after the quadfecta the Cubs pulled off against Washington. What Chicago accomplished was the equivalent of a beer pong shot that lands on top of four cups simultaneously.
And it carried as much impact as a hole-in-one on a Putt-Putt course.
How hapless are the Nats? Aramis Ramirez cracked his first home run since returning from two months on the disabled list with a dislocated shoulder, and one day after telling reporters not to expect any display of home run power in the coming months.
If that wasn’t enough even Alfonso Soriano managed to break out of a 0-for-eternity home run slump to hit a pair of home runs in the weekend series. And that after he dislocated his pinky finger sliding into first base in Thursday’s game.
As nice as those wins were, the Cubs needed a reality check. Unfortunately, those in Cubdom quickly found out that reality bites.
Just one game into their series with Philadelphia, the Cubs came back to earth. The landing wasn’t for the meek of spirit or the weak of heart.
The Phillies disposed of Chicago, 10-1, and made the Cubs’ lone all-star representative, Ted Lilly, look like he was a mercy pick. The only thing missing from the pounding was Lilly slamming his glove to the ground ala NLDS 2007.
Regardless of the outcome of the remaining two games, there’s little doubt the Cubs needed this series. With seven home games coming up against Central Division rivals, Chicago’s mettle and its mental states required a measuring stick.
And if the Phillies happen to sweep the Cubs? Well, there’s always hope. That’s something every Chicago Cubs fan is used to.
Injuries, inconsistent play and a general ineptitude at the plate has turned the race for a playoff spot into a daily trek on the treadmill. Sure, the Cubs have got their miles in, but at the end of the workout have essentially gone nowhere.
Or to put it more bluntly, a ho-hum 






Cubs’ Piniella Earns Badge of Honor
Lou Piniella, the manager major league baseball players would least like to play for?
Believable? You betcha.
And if I were any of the managers that finished in the top five (Joe Torre of the Los Angeles Dodgers and Eric Wedge of the Cleveland Indians included) I would wear the designation as a badge of honor.
In this age of equally greedy owners and players it’s easy to see how the manager of Chicago Cubs baseball could earn such an honor. And when I say, honor, I mean it.
Piniella possesses the same qualities as a manager as he did as a player. He approaches the game with respect, diligence and perhaps most of all, passion.
In another era, the kind of characteristics and traits that would be embraced and admired. Those are the qualities a dedicated professional would hope would rub off on him.
But that was then and this is definitely now. And for that, one-fourth of candy-assed major league players designate Piniella an honor better fitted to the parade of baseball managers who never lasted beyond the length of their contract, who’ve never advanced the game beyond their own ego and a trip to the bank.
If anything, the Sports Illustrated poll speaks more of the players than of any of the mangers on the list. Piniella, Guillen, La Russa and Torre all have World Series titles to their credit, and Wedge has taken his team to the post-season with a small market team.
Piniella obviously didn’t help his ranking when he told the Cubs’ biggest underachieving headcase, Milton Bradley, that he was closer to the crap one scrapes off the bottom of their shoe than he was to a major league player. This came after another pathetic Bradley at bat and the $30 million flop tried to up his batting average against a Gatorade machine.
If there was a sad ending to this story, it wasn’t that Piniella used profanity in chastising Bradley. It was the fact the Chicago Cubs manager later apologized.
So what we can gather from this little tale is that overpaid, under-performing players can act as childish as they like, disrespect the game at their bidding and expect no consequences for their actions.
I’ve disagreed with Piniella’s managerial style and decisions in the past. And will likely do so in future. But, if I’m acting like the south end of a horse going north, Piniella or anyone else has my blessing on pointing me in the right direction. And I won’t hold it against them.