The Good News

No, seriously, there's good news after tonight's 5-4 loss. Seriously.

--I didn't listen to the game. I didn't watch the game. I took a break, a reprieve, and alas, while I was disappointed to read about the loss, I still find slivers of good news.

--The box score reveals that Freddy Sanchez continues to mash the ball. He hit like this for several months last season, so when it comes to him, I don't see a reason why he can't keep hitting like this in September. Plus, he's one of the Pirates I really like, so hitting multiple doubles in games=good.

--The Pirates are back at home in the cellar of the NL Central (and still, ridiculously, "only" 9.5 games out of first place in their joke of a division). Why is this good, you ask? Well, perhaps by the time of next season's draft, the Pirates will bother to draft the kind of prospect that should be drafted with a high pick.

--Perhaps most importantly, all the inanity of uttering "pennant" and "Pirates" in the same sentence can now be left for a season in which the team is not fifteen games under .500 with a month left in the season.

--Oh, and the bullpen apparently resorted to mere mortality. I'm not convinced this is good (remember yesterday's love for Matt Capps?), but then again, perhaps with a new general manager, a better pick gets drafted.

--And the best news of all? Despite being a Bucco fan for what will soon be fifteen consecutive losing seasons, I have yet to lose my capacity to dream.