Thursday, October 8, 2009

Change of the Day



I would like to be invited to parties where this happens.
I mean...seriously...what???

Wednesday, September 30, 2009

I said a change gonna'come...

Did you see the game yesterday?

It was amazing.

In the final week of the 2009 MLB season, the Chicago Cubs spend their last seven games at home. The friendly confines of Wrigley Field. 'Twas to be a magical year coming off of last season when they made the playoffs and my tour-mates had to put up with my constant updates and red-white-and-blue baseball hat flopping off of my book bag. Of course, they were beaten soundly and dispersed with at lighting-speed in the first round, but that's nothing. That's last year. That's old news. This is 2009!

So, with one week left in the regular season, the Cubs started the final countdown with a 6-0 victory over the Pirates.

And they were eliminated from playoff contention.
Even when they win, they lose.

Yes, while the Cubs were winning, so were the other teams, mathematically knocking out the Cubs and many many fans' dreams from coming true for another year. When I moved to Chicago in 2002, I lived relatively close to Wrigley and people would park on my street and I'd have conversations with a few:

T: "Oh, are you a fan?"
Fan#1 "Oh yeah, buddy, long suffering..."
T: "Oh, are you a fan?"
Fan#2 "Kinda, I'd rather watch the Yankees."
T: "Oh, are you a fan?"
Fan#3 "Look, can I park here or not?"
T: "Oh, are you a fan?"
Fan#4 "Of who? The Cubs? Ha! No ****ing way am I rootin' for that sorry ****ing team."

But they're America's team.
With America's colors.
In America.

Some things need to change.

No, the Cubs are still America's team, and the team colors are set in stone, and I doubt they'll be going to a different country anytime soon; so what can we do?

Periodically, I'll be writing my latest 'why is THIS happening?' blog to keep all you readers satisfied with what I feel needs to be different. Whether it's my extremely high cell phone bill (thanks AT&T!!) or my feelings on why people arrive 25 minutes late to the theatre and have the balls to ask, "Did the show start?"

So, in the final quarter of the final year of the first decade of the twenty-first century, let's start the process. First and final.

I'll stop when they get to the World Series. I've waited this long...I can wait.

There's a lot of things that need changing.

(I'll take requests.)

C'mon Cubs.
See you next year.
Until then,
Blog#2 is near.