Luck of the Irish

The luck of the Irish is alive and well. It must be, because last night's game certainly wasn't won with talent. Brady Quinn looked like a deer in headlights, a wounded puppy, or maybe the little brother his sister was so worried about AJ Hawk punishing last year. Any way you say it, it certainly wasn't "heisman canidate." I'm also pretty certain Jeff Samardzija loved playing baseball for the Cubs this spring, because he is about as committed to this team as Pakistan is to finding Bin Laden. Great win nevertheless coming back from 16-down to win by three with the fans, time, and severe weather against you. Glad my Saturday night on the couch in Morristown didn't end with the planned 9PM bed time. Congrats Irish.