Thursday, November 03, 2016

White Sox Fans' Silver Lining


Dear Chicago White Sox Fans,
The nightmare many of you feared and most never dreamed possible has finally come to roost as the Cubs won their first World Series since the release of the Ford Model T.  No question difficult times lie ahead as you are forced to endure the speech-making, proselytizing, and gloating of the die-hard faithful, each of whom believe they played no small role in the franchise's historic rise to glory.

To add insult to injury, baseball gurus are predicting this team could become a dynasty with the potential to make multiple runs at the Series during the next four or five seasons, thus salting your wounds and prolonging your agony.

Let me explain why this is a good thing...

With their continued success, demand for tickets will leave the Ricketts family no choice but to move the team out of that archaic sandlot they call the "friendly confines" to a modern venue with a relevant seating capacity, thus wreaking economic devastation upon Wrigleyville and putting a swift end to the 24-7-365 frat party perpetuated by those smug, self-important locals who treat the neighborhood like their own personal theme park and the Cubs organization like a beloved pet.

It may be small consolation, but to paraphrase Carl Spackler, at least you've got that going for you, which is nice.


1 comment:

Anonymous said...

I am happy for my Cub fan friends. It's great the they saw the Cubs win their first Series since the Ottoman Empire ruled parts of Asia, Africa, and Europe. Heck, I am happy these fans could even attend the game in person if they'd like via air travel, something that did not exist the last time the Cubs won one.

I am happy for Steve Bartman, a seemingly good man completely abused by his fellow Cub fans for doing something any of us would have done in the same situation.

I am happy for all Cubs fans, no longer will they have to live with the delusion that the team they root for is anything else than a 190 million dollar roster, big market behemoth.

But let's stop any talk about Harry Caray being "happy in heaven" or any garbage like that right now. Caray was the long time loyal announcer of the Cubs' #1 rival, the Cardinals. After being booted from St. Louis for being a moral misfit, he worked for the White Sox, the Cubs' cross-town rival. Yes, by the time Caray reached Wrigley, he was your wacky uncle who drank too much on holidays, if your uncle was a creepy old man who couldn't remember Ryne Sandberg's last name (often calling him "Ryan Sanderson").

Cubs fans, you are "winners" now. How about we leave that loser in the past whilst you celebrate?