I absolutely hate anything that causes me discomfort.

I hate bright lights first thing in the morning. I hate gag-balls and choke collars. I hate the seven dollar plate of cheez-fud that is passed off as nachos in MMP@US and I hate the deity-damned Cubs.

Like a cockroach crawling around in a bowl of Skyline Chili (wait a minute, how could you tell if a roach was in your Skyline chili? Bad example.) Like a cockroach crawling out of your toilet, the frickin’ Cubs won’t die, they won’t go away, and like the cockroaches in certain parts of Houston itself, have actually taken over the division. (more…)

The Astros’ Sunday loss to the Cardinals, combined with Chicago’s defeat of Pittsburgh, leaves the Astros just one-half game ahead of the Cubs for the Central Division lead. With seven games to play, the Astros have no margin for error if they hope to claim their fifth division title in seven seasons.

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