Seventy-five percent awesome

I'm about to say something I haven’t said all year long (which eliminates a large number of badly chosen sexual innuendos) and announce how proud of the Cubs I am right now, after they took three games from the fatter part of Wisconsin and would have had the opportunity for a four-game sweep if not for a pitching implosion on Saturday (this is what happens when you have a Canadian start on the Fourth of July). But today's game put the Brewers back in their place (currently second, soon to be third) with an outstanding Ted (no surprise) and plenty of offense, including two hits from Fuke (including a triple - STUD), Riot, D-Lee (including his 15th home run - STUD), Foxy (a double and a home run - STUD) and Fonzy & Fun-Size (let's face it, some surprise). Geo was hitless, but did have a sac fly for one of today's eight runs. MB only had one hit, but he also took today's only walk. And the bullpen took over Ted's outstanding-ness, holding the Brewers offense to their measly two runs. This should give them something to think (whine) about until we meet again in September.

I've got to go with the All-Star for a couple of reasons. He had nine strikeouts today, allowed no free passes and gave up a mere two runs in his eighth win. That, and I've got to give D-Lee (and myself) a rest from my constant um…let's go with "devotion".

All looks Wells

Red, white and [Cubbie] blue in Peoria: I celebrated our nation's independence with all things American: baseball, beer and low explosive pyrotechnics. While enjoying my certain unalienable rights: life, liberty and the pursuit of a penis (see what I did there?) - I took advantage of my freedom to violate a couple of our favorite Cubs' privacy while they were down in Peoria…because while 233 years ago our nation declared all men (mandatory eye roll at the 18th century not-so-inclusive gender inclusive) are created equal - once they have a Major League contract they are elevated above the rest of us to be adored and worshipped. Enjoy more pics here, if you truly have nothing better to do and/or are obsessed with Rami, Reeeed, minor league baseball or the Zooperstars.

Um, you're half right.

Oh, to be that microphone.

The rain limited Reeeed to only a pinch hit appearance, which is great because I was really hoping to see more of uh, whoever it was instead.

And that same rain had them DH-ing Rami. Mmmmm, stretchy.

Notice on the end - Rami's "The Thinker" pose. The man is a work of art, people.

Rami's walkup song was Soulja Boy's "Turn My Swag On". I know you think I'm going to turn that into some sort of a sexually depraved pun but I'll have you know I'm above that.

Zooperstars "Harry Canary". Yup, it's a circus...but they serve beer.

Apparently even Single-A has roomier dugouts than the Chicago Cubs.