Illinoir

…and rather than just catch you up on everything that’s been happening (languishing at home, travelling to Galesburg, meeting some great folks in Iowa City, rocky relationship, realization of the value of some good friends, etc. etc. etc.) I’ll just say this:

I was walking home from Downtown Evanston, listening to the Cubs game on my radio when I heard some asshole behind me shout “Get out the brooms!” This, after the White Sox scored their only run in today’s game. I went home and watched the Cubs to go on to win 2-1 and wanted to find this guy to say, “Put your fuckin’ broom away, ya jerko.” Or something to that effect, anyhow.

What is it about Sox fans? And Sox announcers? And even the Sox players — a couple of whom were imitating Sammy Sosa’s post-home-run chest pound dealie. Why are they so seemingly constantly negative? Is it cuz they’re from the south side of Chicago, and thus automatically assholes? I don’t know what it is. Could be a total personal bias, of course, and I’m willing to admit that, but look at this:

Chip Caray and Steve Stone, even on their worst days, seem to care more about the game and other people than Hawk Harrelson and D.J. Hawk’s home run call is terrible (“You can put it on the board….Yes!” with the “Yes” coming in unison with DJ. It’s so contrived….) and when a Sox pitcher strikes out an opposing batter, he bleats, “He’s gone!” It sounds just like a frickin donkey.

Let’s turn to radio: Pat and Ron are brilliant. Ed and John are not. Pat and Ron make me laugh, make me enjoy listening to baseball, make me respect the game and actually make my days brighter. Ed and John? Ugh. They’re condescending and uninformative…. And terrible.

And White Sox fans are fat and ugly too, by the way. Oh, and the average IQ of White Sox fans is lower than the average IQ of Cubs fans. I read it in Newsweek.

(c’mon people, take a joke.)