Dear Die-Hard Cubbie Fan,
Please chill. I know your world is crumbling around you, the sun has turned to a ghastly orb, and Billy Goats around the nation are high-hooving each other. And yes, you are 0-2, heading into LA for what appears to be an ignoble finish to a blessed season.
But railing and rooting against the White Sox isn’t going to get you sympathy.
In 2005, I could not believe the vile crap I heard from Cubbies fans who were rooting for the Astros. You know, those Astros who are in the same division as you and routinely used to clobber your asses.
But now that we are both in the 0-2 hole, and we both can probably look forward to an October which is filled with Halloween decorations and avoiding ESPN, here’s the deal.
It’s really simple. Let’s hope that one Chicago team survives that crap and somehow, someway makes it to the ALCS or NLCS. At this point, I don’t care which. While I’ve been a life-long White Sox fan, I would love to see the Cubbies win it all. Even if Ozzie is out swearing at caddies when it happens.
For the first time in 106 years, we have something to celebrate. And in probably two days, we’ll look back on this time and swear and drown ourselves in our favorite beverage and start counting the days until pitchers and catchers report to Arizona.
But until that happens…layoff the crosstown bullshit.