Previous half-empty Old Style posts aside, I've got a right special feeling about tonite's little soiree in the Empire state, mostly because Zambrano's been in "Your family's grieving, fuck 'em" mode.


Z tracking Joey Cora's scent.

I myself will be in the Friendly Confines this week to see the Hindenberg go down, but in baseball terms (read: Redbirds series). Hey, remember that thing we used to do all the time? You know, when we didn't lose?



Put two of them together and it's called a streak.