This is a great commercial, presenting a tenor and message with which I agree wholeheartedly...

Define 'reason.'

The Chicago Sun-Times Rick Morrissey has a humorous column today, where he writes: (emphasis added)

... any story about hope and the Cubs is a story about a historical record that recommends proceeding in an orderly fashion to the lifeboats.... Do you think the Cubs will win a World Series in your lifetime or anybody else's?

If you answered yes, the natural companion question is: Why in the world would you think that?
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[Cub fans] don't have anything but hope, which makes you like fans of most other teams. But many of those fans at least can point to a championship team somewhere in their past and say: ''There. That's why I believe. I know what it takes for my team to win. I've witnessed it or my parents witnessed it. It can be done again.''

A Cubs fan only can tell you how it feels to pick at scabs.
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Asking a Cubs fan why he continues to support the team is like asking a table leg why it supports the table. It just does.

However, there is another view:

There is a bird problem at Wrigley Field.



Cross posted at The New Editor.

From Harry's lost recording sessions -- with apologies to the great Steve Goodman.

Pitchers and catchers reported Feb. 18th; today is the first game of spring training. It's time to hear from Harry.



(Cross posted at The New Editor.)

Yesterday's 6-0 Chicago Cubs' win over the Pirates was the team's 82nd "W" of the 2009 campaign, ensuring a winning season for just the 18th time since 1960 for the North Siders.

The Cubs finished over .500 for the season in 1963, 1967, 1968, 1969, 1970, 1971, 1972, 1984, 1989, 1993, 1995, 1998, 2001, 2003, 2004, 2007, 2008, and 2009 (in 1977, they finished 81-81).

It is the 10th plus-.500 record for the ball club since 1989, and the seventh in the last 11 years. The last time the Cubs were on a streak like this was when they had seven plus-.500 seasons for the ten seasons between 1963-1972.

I'm dancing in the aisles!

Cross-posted at The New Editor.

With the Cubs back at .500 (29-29), i thought this might lighten things up a bit.

Memories of Wrigley Field:

"My dad took myself and my younger brother to a game in the bleachers (I was 22 and my brother was a naïve 13 year old at the time). About three innings into the game the woman in the row next to us passes out then wakes up abruptly and throws up all over the guy in front of her, I'm talking an explosion that would make the Catalina wine mixer clear out. The woman gets ejected and as she's being dragged out starts slurring "Don't eat the hot dogs! Let me go its your hot dogs that made the throw up! I buy this stadium every game!" The crowd spends most of the inning watching this. One inning later another intoxicated gentleman arrives searching for a seat, he notices the two vomit soaked benches in front of him being the only open seats in the section so of course he should turn away and look elsewhere. Of course not, the guy disinfects the seat with some beer and wipes off the romance with his bare hand, sits down and spends the rest of the afternoon soaking it all in."

167 - (-5): You heard it here first.