September 30, 2004
I Feel Happy…. I Feel Happy…
“Bring out your dead! Bring out your dead!”
Here’s one.
“‘ere… he says he’s not dead yet.”
No you’re not. You’ll be stone dead in a minute.
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You think YOU'VE got it bad. See Cubs. See Cubs lose. See Cubs lose to Mets. See Cubs lose to Reds. See Astros pass Cubs. Pass, Astros, pass.
I feel for you. My mom's a Cubs fan, born the year before Chicago's last penannt. She called me up sobbing after Game Six of the NLCS last year. Ever hear a 59-year-old woman cry? Not a pleasant sound.
That said, I get an odd thrill every time WGN cuts to the obligatory Dusty Baker reaction shot, and you can see Dusty flipping through his mental rolodex to see which of the litany of imagined enemies is to blame for this latest turn of events.
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