hope you understand that those 3000 fans were real fans (I was one of them, at least back in the 60s-- I worked at night, Elia!). We were fans of baseball. The game, not the entertainment industry.
Sadly the corporate interests that have owned the Cubs for the last 15 or so years are hell bent on turning them into some slick, plastic Yankee-clone "product". The Marlins proved a couple times that a World Series can be purchased. That's not the point.
We 3000 motherfuckers are still Cubs fans and we know their days are numbered, if not over. But, you go enjoy that exciting "product" down the Dan Ryan at "THE CELL". Go on bulletproof vest day.
Well aren't you a touchy little guy. I barely follow sports and am not plugged in to any of the "meta" (as the shorties say). As far as I'm concerned, the Sox still play at Comiskey Park. Comiskey was an architect; Wrigley was a chewing gum tycoon.
My point, which came out half-baked in the writing, was that both the 3,000 motherfuckers and Elia were doing their jobs back then. The fans found nothing "lovable" about the losers, and Elia stood up for his players in a way that appears to have inspired effective team play for half a season.
Today's fans, who refer to the team as the "cubbies" and financially support the team irrespective of how it performs, project their own losing ways (human-beingwise) on the franchise in a mystical way, so even when the team is good it's still bad.
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hope you understand that those 3000 fans were real fans (I was one of them, at least back in the 60s-- I worked at night, Elia!). We were fans of baseball. The game, not the entertainment industry.
ReplyDeleteSadly the corporate interests that have owned the Cubs for the last 15 or so years are hell bent on turning them into some slick, plastic Yankee-clone "product". The Marlins proved a couple times that a World Series can be purchased. That's not the point.
We 3000 motherfuckers are still Cubs fans and we know their days are numbered, if not over. But, you go enjoy that exciting "product" down the Dan Ryan at "THE CELL". Go on bulletproof vest day.
Well aren't you a touchy little guy. I barely follow sports and am not plugged in to any of the "meta" (as the shorties say). As far as I'm concerned, the Sox still play at Comiskey Park. Comiskey was an architect; Wrigley was a chewing gum tycoon.
ReplyDeleteMy point, which came out half-baked in the writing, was that both the 3,000 motherfuckers and Elia were doing their jobs back then. The fans found nothing "lovable" about the losers, and Elia stood up for his players in a way that appears to have inspired effective team play for half a season.
Today's fans, who refer to the team as the "cubbies" and financially support the team irrespective of how it performs, project their own losing ways (human-beingwise) on the franchise in a mystical way, so even when the team is good it's still bad.