Monday, June 18, 2012

Enemy Territory

"It's just like Fenway, honey, except no Monstah!"
As a Red Sox fan in my youth, I know that as a tribe they are known for their rabidity and for their willingness to travel, but it was nonetheless disconcerting to sit at Wrigley on Saturday night surrounded by people cheering for the "Sawx." I'm guessing about a third of the crowd was anti-Cubs—not counting those locals who are merely disgusted by the subterranean level of play this year. This was especially evident during the seventh-inning stretch, where the traditional "Root, root, root for the CUBBIES" came out more like "Root, root, root, for the CRUEBDBSIOEXS!" Then again, who wouldn't prefer to cheer for Big Papi instead of Big Lazy?*

*Many people apparently think it is unfair to criticize Soriano for not running to first after he hit that liner. Why this is I can't say. The whole point of baseball is that you never know what's going to happen.

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