With the Reds, I mean.
There’s little-to-know Cubs “news” this morning, as Carl hogged it all yesterday. Lo, as I was scouring the interwebs for anything Cubs-related that I could use this morning, I came across this question over at the Chicago Tribune:
And it got me thinking about how far my sour grapes go, if I’m being unfair, and whether ill-wishing another team further serves to curse my own.
I came to this conclusion: No, I really don’t want to see Dusty Baker win a World Series with the Reds. Granted, this is probably due in equal part my disdain for Reds fans (and people from Cincinnati in general), as it does with Dusty.
This is almost hard to watch:
Because most Cubs fans have never had the occasion to see one, this is what the World Series Trophy looks like
There have been a lot of good things about the move to ChicagoNow, mostly involving me now getting to bug the Trib’s Jimmy Greenfield with tech issues rather than gravedigger, who was prone to foul language and throwing things in my direction. Oh, and there’s the avatars! And getting to use all Trib Co’s photos without licensing issues!
And, of course, there’s Jack.
Though I’ve spent the majority of my life hating the White Sox and their fans, I never thought I’d develop a relationship with one of them that would allow me to harass him on a daily basis! Plus, I get to ask him all kinds of annoying questions like: “Did you use PEDs, Jack?” “Can you PROVE you didn’t use PEDs, Jack?” and “Jack, why are you so jealous of Ryan Dempster?”
I can’t even begin to describe the joy this brings me.