Cubs!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Quote from nitro:
If these TV spokes people mention one more time that the Cubs have not been to a World Series in 58 years, or won one in almost a hundred years, I am going to fucking pick up my TV and body slam it.
ENOUGH IS ENOUGH!
nitro
Nitro,
Did you know that the cubs haven't been to the world seriesin 58 years and haven't won it in almost 100?
One of my big gripes about the postseason coverage is that they should at least include one of the regular play by play guys from the regular season. Throw in Steve Stone along with Al Leiter and Steve Lyons...Get 3 bonafide baseball guys in there...Al Leiter has a strong future in the broadcast booth, imo, because pitchers definitely make for some of the best commentators...They have an understanding of the game that cannot be matched...Steve Stone, imo, is one of the best around and he always adds great insight into each telecast...Of course, contractual agreements, etc will not allow this to happen, but its a disservice to the fans when they got the third wheel in there with his idiotic comments...One of my favorites from last night "Hey, this Josh Beckett is going to get real fat if he keeps eating candy bars between innings" Steve Lyon, "ah, I think those are what we call protein bars"...
LIFE IN CHICAGO
A Chicagoan dies and is sent to Hell. He had been a horrible man his entire life. The devil puts him to work breaking up rocks with a sledgehammer. To make it worse he cranks up the temperature and the humidity.
After a couple of days, the devil checks in on his victim to see if he is suffering adequately. The devil is aghast as the Chicagoan is happily swinging his hammer and whistling a happy tune. The devil walks up to him and says, "I don't understand this. I've turned the heat way up, it's humid, you're crushing rocks; why are you so happy?"
The Chicagoan, with a big smile, looks at the devil and replies, "This is great! It reminds me of August in Chicago. Hot, humid, a good place to work. It reminds me of home. This is fantastic!"
The devil, extremely perplexed, walks away to ponder the Chicagoan's remarks. Then he decides to drop the temperature, send down a driving rain and torrential wind. Soon, hell is a wet, muddy mess. Walking in mud up to his knees with dust blowing into his eyes, the Chicagoan is happily slogging through the mud pushing a wheelbarrow full of crushed rocks.
Again, the devil asks how he can be happy in such conditions. The Chicagoan replies, "This is great! Just like April in Chicago. It reminds me of working out in the yard with spring planting!"
The devil is now completely baffled and determined to make the Chicagoan suffer. He makes the temperature plummet. Suddenly Hell is blanketed in snow and ice. Confident that this will surely make the Chicagoan unhappy, the devil checks in on the Chicagoan. He is again aghast at what he sees.
The Chicagoan is dancing, singing, and twirling his sledgehammer as he cavorts in glee.
"How can you be so happy? Don't you know its 40 below zero!?" screams the devil.
Jumping up and down the Chicagoan throws a snowball at the devil and yells, "Hell's frozen over!! This means the Cubs won the world series!!
A Chicagoan dies and is sent to Hell. He had been a horrible man his entire life. The devil puts him to work breaking up rocks with a sledgehammer. To make it worse he cranks up the temperature and the humidity.
After a couple of days, the devil checks in on his victim to see if he is suffering adequately. The devil is aghast as the Chicagoan is happily swinging his hammer and whistling a happy tune. The devil walks up to him and says, "I don't understand this. I've turned the heat way up, it's humid, you're crushing rocks; why are you so happy?"
The Chicagoan, with a big smile, looks at the devil and replies, "This is great! It reminds me of August in Chicago. Hot, humid, a good place to work. It reminds me of home. This is fantastic!"
The devil, extremely perplexed, walks away to ponder the Chicagoan's remarks. Then he decides to drop the temperature, send down a driving rain and torrential wind. Soon, hell is a wet, muddy mess. Walking in mud up to his knees with dust blowing into his eyes, the Chicagoan is happily slogging through the mud pushing a wheelbarrow full of crushed rocks.
Again, the devil asks how he can be happy in such conditions. The Chicagoan replies, "This is great! Just like April in Chicago. It reminds me of working out in the yard with spring planting!"
The devil is now completely baffled and determined to make the Chicagoan suffer. He makes the temperature plummet. Suddenly Hell is blanketed in snow and ice. Confident that this will surely make the Chicagoan unhappy, the devil checks in on the Chicagoan. He is again aghast at what he sees.
The Chicagoan is dancing, singing, and twirling his sledgehammer as he cavorts in glee.
"How can you be so happy? Don't you know its 40 below zero!?" screams the devil.
Jumping up and down the Chicagoan throws a snowball at the devil and yells, "Hell's frozen over!! This means the Cubs won the world series!!
I can't fucking believe it - 8 runs.