Not only was last night's late-inning beatdown of the Jakes enjoyable on an intrinsic level, it was paired with a Cubs loss that leapfrogged the good guys over the north side rabble. Better yet, the Cubs' loss was spectacular. They coughed up 18 runs on 26 hits to the same Brew Crew that scored only 2 runs all series in Houston. The final was 18-1. Beautiful.
My favourite part, though, was the top of the 9th in Wrigley. The Brewers had already tacked on two more runs to get to 18 on the night, and had the bases loaded with 2 out. Trevor Hoffman came up and, instead of PHing for him, they let him hit. He made the final out.
In cricket, because the game is time-sensitive, you can give up your remaining outs to save time if you believe you've scored enough runs. It's called "declaring". Last night in Chicago was the closest thing to a declaration I've seen in baseball.
