It really sucks to be a Cub fan...

[Cubfan64]

Been one for 43 years now and have seen way too many lows and way too few highs!

I knew this team was NOT a very good team going into the playoffs, and I resigned myself to the fact that we likely wouldn't make it past the first series, but.....

In true Cub fan fashion I let a little tiny part of myself think of what the Cardinals did last year and think "you never know! Any team can win this thing."

You'd think I'd learn

The organization has this philosophy that you can win by putting together an entire offense based on "swing away boys" and put NO emphasis on making the opposing pitcher throw strikes to get them out.

Their futility is depressing and the way they're losing these games is embarrassing. Gotta get ready for work where I get to listen to jeers and snickers from all the Red Sox fans I work with and try my best to smile along the way so they don't know it really gets to me.

Oh well, "there's always next year."

 

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[SHERMANVILLE ILLINOIS]

By the shore's of old Lake Michigan
Where the "hawk wind" blows so cold
An old Cub fan lay dying
In his midnight hour that tolled
'Round his bed, his friends had all gathered
They knew his time was short
And on his head the put this bright blue cap
From his all-time favorite sport
He told them "its late and its getting dark in here"
And I know its time to go
But before I leave the line-up
There's just one thing I'd like to know
(Chorus, sung)
Do they still play the blues in Chicago
When baseball season rolls around
When the snow melts away,
Do the Cubbies still play
In their ivy covered burial ground
When I was a boy they were my pride and joy
But now they only bring fatigue
To the home of the brave
The land of the free
And the doormat of the national league
(talking blues)
Told his friends "You know the law of averages says:
Anything will happen that can."
That's what it says.
"But the year the Cubs last won a national league pennant
Was the year we dropped the bomb on Japan"
The Cubs made me a criminal
Sent me down a wayward path
They stole my youth from me
(that's the truth)
I'd forsake my teacher's
To go sit in the bleachers
In flagrant truancy
and then one thing led to another
soon I'd discovered alcohol, gambling, dope
football, hockey, lacross, tennis
But what do you expect,
When you raise up a young boys hope
And then just crush 'em like so many paper beer cups.
Year after year after year
after year, after year, after year, after year, after year
'Til those hopes are just so much popcorn
for pigeons beneath the "EL" track to eat
He said "You know I'll never see Wrigley Field, anymore
before my eternal rest
So if you have your pencils and your score cards ready,
and I'll read you my last request
Give me a double header funeral in Wrigley Field
On some sunny weekend day (no lights)
Have the organ play the National Anthem
and then a little "na, na, na, hey hey, hey, Goodbye"
Make six bull pen pitchers, carry my coffin
and six ground keepers clear my path
Have the umpires bark me out at every base
In all their holy wrath
Its a beautiful day for a funeral, Hey Ernie lets play two!
Somebody go get Jack Brickhouse to come back,
and conduct just one more interview
Have the Cubbies run right out into the middle of the field,
Have Kieth Moreland drop a routine fly
Give everybody two bags of peanuts and a frosty malt
And I'll be ready to die
Build a big fire on home plate out of your 'Louisville Sluggers' baseball bats,
And toss my coffin in
Let my ashes blow in the beautiful snow
From the prevailing 30 mile an hour south west wind
When my last remaind go flying over the left field wall
Will bid the bleacher bums adieu
I will come to my final resting place, out on Waveland Avenue
The dying man's friends told him to cut it out
They said stop it that's an awful shame
He whispered, "Don't Cry, we'll meet by and by near the Heavenly Hall of Fame
He said I've got season's tickets to watch the Angels now,
So its just what I'm going to do
He said but you the living, you're stuck here with the Cubs,
So its me that feels sorry for you!
And he said "Ahh Play, play that lonesome losers tune,
The one I like the best
And he closed his eyes, and slipped away
What we got is the Dying Cub fan's last request
(Chorus, big finish, sung)
Do they still play the blues in Chicago
When baseball season rolls around
When the snow melts away,
Do the Cubbies still play
In their ivy covered burial ground
When I was a boy they were my pride and joy
But now they only bring fatigue
To the home of the brave
The land of the free
And the doormat of the national league


Steve Goodman Lyrics
"Steve Goodman Dying Cub Fan's Last Request lyrics"

 

[Cubfan64]

Hehe - thanks Sherm - I'm seen that before but forgotten it!

Here's a quote I have on my wall at work from an anonymous Cub fan at the convention last year:

"I felt the worst for the little kids, their eyes filled with innocent wonder as they waited happily in line for autographs and photo ops with their favorite players. You wanted to pull them aside and gently explain that there are less painful hobbies then following the Cubs, such as plunging knitting needles into your inner ear canal"

I sometimes wonder if the organization secretly plans for this futility to continue forever thinking in some perverse way that the "lovable losers" nickname brings more fans to the ballpark.

*sigh*

 

[Mighty AP]

Dont give up hope Cubfan64........Ive been a fan for over 30 years, I know your pain. Think of the joy you & I will experience when they do finally win the series. ..........maybe this year, eh?

 

[Ground0]

I hate to put fuel on the fire, but.....