Showing posts with label i am not a real journalist. Show all posts
Showing posts with label i am not a real journalist. Show all posts

Tuesday, July 17, 2007

Should the Cubs Be Sold to a Man Who's Not a Cubs Fan?

If you've been reading this blog for a while, and by a while I mean before I started writing about pitchers doing comedic routines and my traffic started spiking, you have probably heard our feelings on Mark Cuban. RFS feels that he would magically help us win a World Series. I disagree. And as it turns out, so does Mike Downey.

After all of this bull that the Cubs won't have the wherewithal to increase payroll for a serious run at the pennant, there they were Monday, making a midsummer pitch to a catcher who makes about $13 million a year.

And after all of this bull that they need Cuban to buy this team and show them how things should be done, the Cubs have added a high-priced star to a roster that already is being paid hundreds of millions of dollars.

Yes, that same Mark Cuban who once said it killed him to sing "root, root, root for the Cubbies" at Wrigley Field and wished he could sing "Pirates" instead. That's the guy you want to own this team?

He goes on to explain his thoughts even more, but that's not important. What really matters is that someone who spent four years in college learning how to write and actually makes a living watching sports and writing about them agrees with little old me. In fact, he feels so strongly about it that he's willing to use a dirty word like "bull" to make his point. Before you know it, he'll be moving on to "bull-poo".

Also: Barry Bonds is still a huge pansy.

Thursday, April 26, 2007

The Groin Attacks Again!

I forgot to mention this in yesterday's game summary. The biggest reason the Cubs won the game is probably because Ben Sheets thought he was playing for the Cubs for a minute. He left in the 3rd inning with a strained groin. Nomar feels your pain, Mr. Sheets.

This image will be burned into your brain until the end of time.


On a side note, there's an interesting article over at The Daily Northwestern about what it's like to play Cubs reporter for a day. The writer even got a hug from Michael Barrett. Oh yeah? Well I high fived Ronnie Woo Woo. Twice. Suck on that.