Des: Welcome to another
edition of the Chicago Bears football pre-game show. This pre-game show is
being written as the Captain Redbeard Bears Tailgate Extravamaganza is watching
the Cubs play at the NLDS game 2 against the San Francisco baseball Giants. Where
are we watching this, everybody? John’s Garage? The Snuggery? Do those places
even exist anymore?
Anyway, we are coming to you live, beginning with the third
inning after the Cubs jump ahead to a 4-0 lead, hopefully making it super-easy
for Hendricks. As the Cubs chase World Series glory, the question remains:
which repetitive tic should I focus on during Sunday night’s presidential
debate to really drive up my drink count? My “producer” (who I guess is maybe
the Prissy Minion?) tells me that this can’t be my opening question.
Well, okay, then. Here goes: The Bears face off against the
Indianapolis Colts after defeating the Detroit Lions. Are the Indianapolis
Colts a good team this year? I can’t use that as my opening question? I swear
I’m not phoning this in! With Bears in the midst of what could laughably be
called a “quarterback” controversy, two questions come to mind: Will the Bears
repeat the keys to last week’s keys to success?
Sally: Joe Panik doubles on a
line drive to left fielder Ben Zobrist.
Des: Or will today’s game be
a contest determined by the team who makes the fewest unforced errors, like
tonight’s presidential debates? Yes! I am unafraid to unleash false
equivalencies!
Sally: Gregor Blanco doubles
on a line drive to center fielder Dexter Fowler.
Des: To answer these and
similar questions is our panel of experts: Concord Wainwright Peabody, Captain
Silas Charles “Injured Relief” Red-beard, Modre- the trans-Western guru, the
Prissy Minion, Doctor Sally McChesty, Ellie Mae MacGillicutty, Drunky
McDumbAss, and the football equivalent of every Cubs curse put together, Coach
Marc Trestman.
Redbeard: ARRRH, mateys! Des,
ye lack the discipline and the sense of timing necessary to successfully live
blog a baseball game. Insert obvious comparison to the Chicago Bears.
Sally: Denard Span grounds
out, second baseman Javier Baez to first baseman Anthony Rizzo. Gregor Blanco
advances to third. Let’s turn now to the random poetry of Modre.
Modre: “Today’s fireplace torso
logs burn not as brightly as the naked diodes of the light emitting truths of
yesterday’s at bat ramblings that retire the side splitting laughter from the
personification of the joke that isn’t funny anymore.”
Sally: Brandon Belt out on a
sacrifice fly to center fielder Dexter Fowler. Gregor Blanco scores. Drunky
McDumbAss. Belch out some insights, won’t you?
Drunky: Friend of the Show
Fray-D-Cat posted a Facebook photo of a Chicagoland White Castle sign that
reads, “New Ghost Pepper Sliders: How brave is your crave?” It’s an interesting marketing strategy to
embrace your greatest weakness that your food causes pain!
Des: I dare you to eat this sandwich!
What are you, chicken? It’s actually no recognizable meat whatsoever.
Sally: Buster Posey grounds
out, which retires the side. Giants cut the lead in half, 4 to 2. Concord Peabody.
Envelope us in a fog of numbers.
Concord: Nate Silver gives Clinton
an 81.3% chance of winning this election. Trump still has a 99.4% chance of
winning Oklahoma, though. Go Trump!
Sally: Wow. A pitching change
already. George Kontos. Prissy Minion. Provide some Des complimenture.
Prissy Minion: Des, your work
contains a melancholic knowingness in that the things you mock are unbelievably
sad.
Sally: Addison Russell
grounds out, shortstop Brandon Crawford to first baseman Brandon Belt. Ellie
Mae McGillicutty. What southern fried wisdom do you have for us today?
Ellie Mae: After a long day
of avoiding awareness of the outside world, nothing goes down better than a
tall glass of Pepsi. Filled with Jack Daniels. Forget the Pepsi.
Sally: Jason Heyward lines
out.
Redbeard: ARRRH, this game be
brought to you by Ghost Bed, because the nightmares that afflict my dreams are
not terrifying enough as it is!
Sally: Javier Baez strikes
out swinging… a very quick 3rd inning for the Cubs batters, but they
retain the lead: 4-2. Coach Trestman, what are you doing here?
Trestman: Oh, ho, ho, ho, ho!
Like Joe Buck, my unwelcome lack of expertise extends beyond football to
encompass baseball. As well. What must les
ours petites do to emerge victorious? Get a pitcher who possess le anti-charisma and waste a lot of time
and money trying to coax him to fulfill what is presumably his full potential.
It worked for Jay Cutlair and me.
Sally: Hunter Pence pops out
to catcher Wilson Contreras in foul territory.
Sally: Brandon Crawford
grounds out, third basement Kris Bryant to first baseman Anthony Rizzo.
Des: I really don’t want to
know what’s in Captain Redbeard’s third basement. Or Drunky McDumbAss’s. Or
anyone’s from our football/baseball panel.
Concord: Forget a third
basement. I would settle for a third room in my tiny, tiny apartment.
Sally: Angel Pagan singles on
a line drive to pitcher Kyle Hendricks, who was hit by a 94 mile and hour pitch
and will be replaced by Travis Wood. We step away for a commercial break.
Sally: We are back. Travis
Wood on the mound, facing Gillaspie.
Sally: Travis Wood avenges
the injuring of Hendricks by striking out Hendricks, retiring the Giants. Cubs
still lead 4-2.
Sally: And we are back. We
return to the bottom of the 4th as the Cubs enjoy a 4-2 lead.
Ellie Mae: When I saw the
Jack Daniels commercial where there are a bunch of people in chairs that
represents the number of people born in Lynchburg, followed by a photo of only
one person in a chair, I thought it was some sort of anti-NAFTA commercial by
Donald Trump’s people. But then I thought: too subtle.
Sally: The good people at the
MLB Network thought they were safe in running a taped bit while Cubs pitcher
Travis Wood was up to bat, but then he hit a home run. Cubs lead 5-2.
Redbeard: ARRRRRRRRHHHHHHH! Me
hearties…
Sally: Dexter Fowler flies
out to right fielder Hunter Pence.
Ellie Mae: Pence? Yes, our
next president after Trump is convicted of crimes to horrible to mention… less
than 50 times per hour on our various news outlets.
Sally: Kris Bryant lines out
to shortstop Brandon Crawford. Cubs expand their lead 5 to 2 at the conclusion
of the 4th inning.
Modre: Charles Schwab: Own
your tomorrow. Tomorrow cannot be owned, it can, at best, be contained.
Sally: And we are back. Cubs
lead 5-2, top of the 5th inning of the second game of the NLDS
series. Travis Wood strikes first, striking out Panik.
Trestman: Monsieur Desmond. Do you have me here to
humiliate me solely for your own amusement?
Des: Oui.
Trestman: So I am your Chris Christie
then. Je comprend, malheursement.
Sally: Pinch hitter Madison
Bumgarner replaces George Kontos. And the inning ends in the time it takes for
Des to type the previous sentence.
Drunky: I miss the giant taxi
cabs that appear in the Bacardi commercial.
Sally: The bottom of the 5th
inning begins with another pitching change: Ty Blach replaces George Kontos.
Redbeard: ARRRRRHHHH! Who dares
awaken me from my slumber? Oh, right. The multitude of my personal demons. When
will I learn to project them onto the outside world?
Sally: Anthony Rizzon grounds
out, third baseman Conor Gillaspie to first baseman Brandon Belt.
Des: It’s been said that
Donald Trump has been foisted on us by the Russians. Can we get our revenge by
foisting a Yakov Smirnoff candidacy?
Sally: That would result in a
nuclear holocaust. Zobrist strikes out.
Des: A nuclear holocaust of
laughter.
Sally: Addison Russell
grounds out, third baseman Conor Gillaspie to first baseman Brandon Belt. We
will be back after this word.
Des: And we are back with
Cubs action. Did Tom Crusie’s line “Maybe I’ll rip your arm off and beat you to
death with it” sound a little Manson-esque? Or Trump-esque?
Sally: That’s too subtle for
Trump. It has a 5th grade readability level. A Cubs pitching change
starts off the 6th inning. Carl Edwards Jr. replaces Travis Wood.
Drunky: Did someone say Smirnoff?
Sally: Go back to sleep,
Drunky. Posey grounds out, shortstop Addison Russell to first baseman Anthony
Rizzo.
Drunky: Has Trump set the bar
so low that I can say whatever I want?
Sally: No. Pence grounds out,
pitcher Carl Edwards Jr. to first baseman Anthony Rizzo.
Sally: Brandon Crawford
singles on a line drive to left fielder Ben Zobrist.
Redbeard:
Angel Pagan grounds into a force out, thus retiring the
side. Cubs lead 5-2.
Modre:
Drunky: Another commercial
featuring a human sized taxi cab. What is it with this nostalgia for a time in
which travel was enjoyable instead of a baffling, painful ordeal?
Jason Heyward strikes out swinging. Time now for a pitching
change commercial break.
Concord: The DQ five dollar
meal commercial reminds me that, back in my day, I could get a Wendy’s value
meal for $3.18. Of course, I was making $3.25 an hour working at Sears.
Sally: Baseball is inexorably
becoming like football with its replay and its inexplicable lawyerly rulings. I
say this in response to Javier Baez being called out on second during a replay.
Did he break the plane of the second base?
Pinch hitter Miguel Montero replaces Carl Edwards Jr.
Drunky: Carl’s Jr.? Has their
owner figured out how to replace all of his employees with cyborgs, like he
keeps threatening to do?
Sally: Yeah, they are all
T-1000 food distribution droids all networked through Skynet. Montero flies
out, ending the 6th inning with the Cubs still maintaining a 5-2
lead.
Sally: Top of the 7th,
with Mike Montgomery pitching for the Cubs.
Concord: I’ve worked for all
the failed department store chains: Montgomery Wards, K-Mart, Zayre’s, Robert Hall
Village. They better keep me away from JC Penny.
Sally: Can I career counsel
you to work for Wal-Mart? Kelby Tomlinson strikes out swinging.
Sally: Panik grounds out,
second baseman Jason Baez to first baseman Antony Rizzo.
Sally: Pinch-hitter Eduardo
Nunez replaces Santiago Casillia.
Sally: Eduardo Nunez lines
out sharply to left fielder Ben Zobrist, which brings up the 7th
inning stretch, which we will not be able to see. Sadly, we will not hear the
pipes of Jim Belushi.
Sally: Bottom of the 7th,
ladies and germs. Derek Law now pitching for the Giants.
Concord: The number of
starting quarterbacks for the Bears exceeds the number of people living in
Detroit.
Sally: Shouldn’t you have
saved that fact for the Bears/Lions game? Fowler strikes out on a foul tip.
Des: What the hell is that
home run graphic for Kris Bryant? That looks like the graphic for some
fireworks related tragedy.
Concord: I like the Cubs fan
who fails to catch the foul ball and chucks his empty beer on the field in
disgust. Kris Bryant will trip over it at the top of next inning and suffer a
career ending injury, causing the Cubs to lose this series.
Sally: Kris Bryant reaches on
a fielding error by second baseman Joe Panik, prompting a pitching change.
Sally: Lopez takes over on
the mound.
Sally: Anthony Rizzo grounds
out, advancing Kris Bryant to second.
Sally: Ben Zobrist pops out
to catcher Buster Posey in foul territory, prompting another terrible GEICO
commercial. Well, we will step away at this point so that Captain Redbeard can
inhale a gigantic mélange of food and booze in the 8th inning and
inflict his opinions on social media in the 9th, thus reaching a
much, much larger audience than this pre-game episode.