Return with me, poolies, to those halycon days of literally yesterday, when the biggest story was this start by "Dr. October" -- a nickname that is enjoyable to say even if, when you think about it, it doesn't really make sense -- and not, you know, the smoking crater calling itself a baseball pool that will oblige this classics-minor dweeb to point out that teeeeeeh-chnically the word "decimated" is inadequate to what has occurred.
In weather resembling early scenes in The Perfect Storm, two different Cubbeenie pitchers cost their pickers points, nobody picked Taylor because he looks about 15, and Durph managed a single point, again.
However: Strasburg.
Murphy 1
Rendon 2
T Turner 2 (hey buddy)
Strasburg 10
Arrieta -1
Davis -1
Lester 2
I'll take a very quick moment to enjoy the Struffle this created, and note that her 2017 picks are putting the "well" in Shotwell:
54 Shotwell 1
50 Shotwell 2, Williams
49 Bauer Noobs
Bunting 1, Currie 1, and Winklepleck just off the pace, and big jumps for Reid Classic and Stempel.
So that's fun, right? [wrenching your face back around to this entry] RIGHT?!
I'll give the Nats this, they're hangin' on. Hope the same can be said of most of us in our next update, coming to a box of Kleenex near you later this AM.
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