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   1. CFiJ Posted: October 21, 2005 at 01:58 PM (#1696120)
Intro, eh? Lessee, lessee...

I was born in Naperville, Illinois, and spent my early childhood in the suburbs of Elgin, Carpentersville, and Wheaton. At age 8 my family moved to Minnesota, but by then my loyalties were already secure with the Cubs and Bears. That same year the Cubs went to the playoffs, but I was too busy adjusting to a new school, neighborhood, and all that good stuff to really pay attention. This was before we had cable, too.

We didn't have cable for a while and didn't get the paper, either, so for a few years my Cubs fandom consisted of checking the standings whenever I came across a paper, or noting if they won or lost on the evening news, wearing a Cubs cap to school on occasion, and collecting Cubs baseball cards. Nothing very deep.

Then came 89. The Cubs kept winning, and I followed them with interest for the first time (it helped that I was 13). Ah yes. I still remember the team: Maddux and Sutcliffe pitching; Damon Berryhill and Girardi catching, Grace at first, Ryno at second, Vance Law at third, Dunston at short, Dwight Smith in left, ROY Jerome Walton in center, and the Hawk in right. Lloyd McClendon was also on the team. Sutcliffe may be a crappy commentator, Girardi and Dunston may be swear words in the sabermetric community, Walton may have been a bust, and Dawson not a HOFer, but all of them are still heroes to the 13 year old somewhere still inside me (except for Grace, because there's a thin line between love and hate).

1989 came and went, and my fandom continued on in a very shallow way. The Cubs lost more often than not, and though we now had cable, the Internet wasn't mature yet, and I certainly didn't have access. In 1996 I finally saw my first game at Wrigley Field. Actually part of a game; my uncles misjudged how long it would take us to get into Chicago, and we ended up coming in during the 4th.

In 1998 I went to Japan. Sammy and the Cubs went on a tear, and baseball came back to my consciousness, even from across the Pacific. It occurred to me that I knew more about sumo than baseball, and endeavored to fix that. I have Mark Cuban to thank for 1999; I listened to about half of that year's games on, still the best Internet broadcast there ever was. If one were to consider me a bandwangon fan after Sammy's 66, I paid my dues that year. A 3:00 pm Wrigley start means a 5:00 am start time here in Japan, and I followed them that whole damn, downward spiral of a season, and have stuck with them ever since.

In 2000 I was at Tokyo Dome for the season opener versus the Mets, and it was fantastic, so I have little sympathy for those who dislike overseas openers. My then-still-hero Mark Grace hit a homer, and the Cubbies won it on Jon Lieber's strong pitching. In 2001, a buddy of mine and I journeyed from Tokyo to Minnesota, and from there to Chicago to see this game, and a Sammy homer.

Later that year I moved back to the States and began to enjoy WGN and ESPN broadcasts (well, seeing the Cubs, anyway). In 2003, I went with a bunch of friends to my third game, and while the Cubs lost, Kerry Wood got his 1,000 K, and the Cubs took the series and the division. In 2004, I grabbed my brother and my dad, and we went down to see this game. Homers by Alou, Sosa, and God - cool!

Now I'm back in Japan, with no way to watch the Cubs, but I'll be listening on MLB.Radio (I hope). Listening with mixed feelings, of course. I want the Cubs to win, but I don't see anyway they could do that that would also involve Baker losing his job. Well, maybe they could pull a 2003 Marlins/2004 Astros.
   2. Pops Freshenmeyer Posted: October 21, 2005 at 05:36 PM (#1696661)
My original Cub loyalty was built by Andre Dawson in 1987. That guy was pretty cool. I gutted my very large (but poorly maintained) baseball card collection in ruinous trades for every Dawson I could find. I also liked Damon Berryhill for some reason I don't quite remember.

Anyway... I was a pretty passive fan for a long time. I always checked the standings but I only watched 8-10 games a year (we didn't have cable and WGN's signal didn't reach into South Bend) until the wonderful 1998 season. My fandom really kicked into high gear when I moved off to college in 1999. I roomed with a die-hard Cubs fan who could rattle off the scores of every world series game since the mid 1980's. He, Kerry Wood, and Sammy Sosa helped rekindle my childish obsession with the baseball team.

I morphed into a stat nerd in 2001 when I got a boring job with internet access. I stumbled onto Baseball Prospectus and became a loyal reader. I found Primer in the winter of 2002-3 but posted under "Matt" or various celebrity names. I didn't become a regular with a consistent identity until the end of the 2003 season.

I don't know why I follow this team. They piss me off far more often than they make me happy but here I am.

####### Cubs.
   3. Cabbage Posted: October 22, 2005 at 02:45 AM (#1697542)
My Dad grew up in Jefferson Park (Lawerence and Milwaukee). I grew up in the west suburbs where the Cubs Sox split was pretty 50/50. I went to the same high school as Neil M's in-laws and David Hasselhoff. Many of my friends were Sox fans during Big Frank's best years in the mid-90s. They almost got to me, but our interests turned away from sports (I was faily infatuated with Metallica at the time) and Dad's influence remained.

I only followed baseball casually until I saw highlights of Wood's 20 K game and tried to figure out how the hell a baseball could move like that. I watched a few more games and became totally infaturated with the art of pitching.

My search for pitching lead me to Sportcenter and BBTN my freshman year of college. From there I stumbled into Rob Neyer on Rob sent me to Baseball Prospectus. Google was helping me look for 2004 Chicago Cubs Preview when I found Baseball Primer. My first comment mentioned how I felt that Pettitte wouldn't have a big impact on the Astros.

I am BTF's biggest supporter of Old Style Beer.
   4. Moses Taylor loves a good maim Posted: October 23, 2005 at 01:27 PM (#1699085)
I am BTF's biggest supporter of Old Style Beer.

Sounds like a challenge to me... There's a liquor store right by my apartment (Armenetti's on Lincoln) that sells 30 packs of the Style for $10.99, mostly because our apartment buys about 3 cases a week.

Anyway, I can't pick a specific point at which I became a Cubs fan. Both my dad and grandpa were Cubs fans, and my dad grew up at Lawrence/Foster and went to games as a kid. My first Cubs game was sometime in late 1984 (I was about to turn 5) and I already knew Sandberg was my favorite player. I got the chance to play 2b in little league, and that only strengthened my fandom of him. For some reason, I also remember really liking Jody Davis.

For all the Cubs fans spread around the country and those who know exactly how many games you've been to at Wrigley, I really feel sorry for you. All I know is that I've been to more Cubs games than I could even begin to describe. I've seen Odalis Perez 1 hit (and almost perfecto, save a Bellhorn IF single) them, I say Prior 245 pitch complete game against Colorado his rookie year (damn you Kimm!), I saw 3 of the 5 great games against the Cards in 2003 (including Alou's screwjob game, and the Alou-led comeback later in the series), but the most memorable game I've ever been to was the clinching doubleheader in 2003. We were about 4 rows up in the R-CF bleachers for both games and it was easily the greatest day of my sports fan life. It's nice living a couple of blocks away. ####, I've been to more games at the cell *this year* than some of you have seen at Wrigley in your lives. That just boggles my mind, and makes me realize how awesome this community is (especially since I've met 2 or you, and neither of you live here).
   5. Fred Garvin is dead to Mug Posted: October 23, 2005 at 02:33 PM (#1699119)
I think many readers here know a fair amount about my bio, but I'll try to recap and perhaps add a few new things.

I'm 38 and have been a baseball fan in general (and a Cub fan in particular) for as long as I can remember. My dad is a passionate Cubs fan (though not as intense) and his dad (my grandfather) was a Cubs fan as well. My dad went to the same HS as Cabbage and David Hasselhoff (though my dad was a Class of '63 alum); I grew up in the hometown of Emo Phillips (though he went to DGS and I went to DGN).

Anyway, I remember signing along to "Hey Hey Holy Mackerel" when I was quite young, and although I recall the days of Williams, Santo, Kessinger, et al., I doubt that I remember the '69 team (I would have been 2 years old). Most likely, my earliest Cub memories would have been from the '71-'74 era.

Although I probably went to earlier Cub games, the earliest game I remember going to was this one. My most formative Cub years were probably in the '74-'79 era, back in the days where I would watch Jack Brickhouse do the games, then play wiffle ball and adopt the hitting stances of guys like Jerry Morales, Bill Buckner, Dave Kingman, and Bill Madlock. (I can still probably do them today.)

"dJF" is an abbreviation of the handle I'm probably known as most -- "DeJesusFreak" -- who is the second Cub I remember referring to as my favorite. The list:

1. Rick Monday
2. Ivan DeJesus
3. Ryne Sandberg

Since around the late '80s, I haven't really loved any Cubs as much as I loved these guys, though I have been quite fond of Mark Prior.

There are two Cubs of whom I've had mixed opinions. I really enjoyed Mark Grace from the time he came up in '88 until around '91 or so. From then until around '96, I still thought he was ok, then I started getting fed up with (a) his being overrated and, more importantly (b) his tendency to slag his teammates to buddies in the media. I began to dislike him, which eventually turned into a hatred around the time of his departure to the Diamondbacks after the '00 season.

The second player I'm conflicted about is Kerry Wood, whom I enjoyed following from the day he was drafted in '95 through around '00. Ever since, though, I've been frustrated that he's followed the footsteps of his mentor, Grace, in being (a) the most popular Cub in the media and in the eyes of many fans and (b) also perhaps the most overrated.

Anyway, enough negativity. I'm fortunate enough to have attended hundreds of Cubs games over 4 decades (happily including playoff games in '84 and '03) and have seen them on the road in at least six other ballparks. I also share Moses's thought that I wish the posters here from the farflung parts of Cub World could have similar experiences. Though my frustration has reached the point that I'm openly auditioning AL teams to adopt in 2006, it's been a heck of a ride.
   6. Scott Lange Posted: October 23, 2005 at 03:33 PM (#1699164)
For all the Cubs fans spread around the country and those who know exactly how many games you've been to at Wrigley, I really feel sorry for you.

I'm just glad I've gotten to the point where I have to think for a second before I can tell you how many times I've been to Wrigley. I was about to turn 24 before I ever set foot in Illinois. Having graduated college and finally collecting a reasonable bi-weekly paycheck, I was able to accomplish a lot of things I had always wanted to do that year. Visiting Wrigley was at the top of the list.

My girlfriend had a friend at Northwestern who let us crash on her floor for the only night we could stay (no vacation time from work yet, so it had to be a weekend trip.) I had been run over by a bus (long story) so I had one of these on my right leg, meaning my jeans had to be cut open to mid-thigh. No matter, the game was a Sunday afternoon, so surely the temperature would be comfortable right? Heck, I'll even wear a short-sleeve shirt under my Mark Grace jersey. No worries.

Well, nobody told me it was going to be 40 for a high and kind of misting in Chicago that late September day, and nobody told me that the wind blowing off the lake was going to make it feel like about 112 below. We looked hard all day for another person anywhere in the ballpark in short sleeves and never found even one.

And yet, I can't say it was a bad day. We walked up to the box office and they somehow had tickets in the second row directly behind home plate, for the Cardinals no less! Early on it looked grim. Will Clark hit a grand slam in the fifth to put the Cardinals up 5-2.

An aside- I hate Will Clark. From October '89 through the next 6-8 years, I hated him with the righteous intensity only a teenage zealot can produce. I genuinely think I would have attacked him if we had ever crossed paths. Now I have mellowed out to the point where I just collect old news stories about Will dropping the N-word on his teammates and anything nasty Rafael Palmeiro has to say about him. Still, it remains true that I have not hated anyone before or since as much as I hated Will Clark.

Fortunately, my first game at Wrigley Field was not going to end with my arch-enemy playing for our arch-rival and emerging as the hero. The Cubs rallied for seven in the sixth to take the lead 9-5, and one more in the seventh on an inside-the-parker by Corey Patterson in a September call-up. You could see then that he was destined to become one of the most popular Cub stars in franchise history. My hero ended 1-3 with a double, two walks, and two runs, his typical sort of day that for some reason we can discuss in another thread leads to his being bizzarely underappreciated here at BTF. I was shivering so hard I nearly shook our row of seats apart, but I walked out of there a happy man.

The boxscore

After that, I made three of the five Cardinal games (the Prior shutout, the Sosa walkoff in the 15th, and the comeback from another Cardinal grandslam), and three games this summer. One of the games this summer was the only loss I've seen, so my career record is 6-1. Not too shabby, especially considering the teams we've put on the field most years.
   7. Andere Richtingen Posted: October 23, 2005 at 03:46 PM (#1699171)
I'm older than ALL of you guys, but my tenure as a serious Cubs fan goes back fewer years than some.

I grew up in Southern California and followed baseball fairly superficially as a kid. I was always the scrawny kid and didn't play much in the way of team sports, partially writing them off as the sorts of things my trogladytic brothers were into. I did follow the California Angels, and could see the Big A pointing over the orange groves from the upstairs of our house. In 1977 and 1978 I rooted for the Yankees in the World Series (a transgression you can forgive when you consider their WS opponents, whom I hated).

My mom grew up on the north side of Chicago, and my parents met there. My dad lived in Chicago off and on in the 1950s and followed the Cubs then, and my mom's family rooted for the Cubs as well, so there was always a fondness for the Cubs in my house in California. I visited Chicago for the first time in 1979 and I went to my first game at Wrigley. When we got cable tv in the early 1980s, I began occasionally watching Cubs day games during the summer, and then I went to Northwestern in the mid-80s. I rooted for the Cubs during this period but I have to say I wasn't die-hard, even during the 1984 season. In 1985 I had a favorable spring class schedule and started to see the value of spending spring afternoons at Wrigley. It may sound bizarre, but it was 1986, one of the least interesting Cubs seasons you can imagine, that hooked me. That year I stayed in Chicago over the summer, and spent a tremendous amount of time with friends playing cards and watching the Cubs. While the results were the same the following season in terms of the record, the 1987 and 1988 teams had a lot more interesting players and it was probably those two years, most of which I spent back in California, where my fate was sealed. It was then that I developed the habit of seeing the Cubs play wherever I could, and I distinctly remember 1987 as the year when I had horrible luck, seeming always to catch them on the days when a certain very young and very raw pitcher was starting.

I moved to Georgia, then back to California, then to Pennsylvania in the following 10 years, but I have kept following the Cubs. This has been difficult as I have not lived in a major metropolitan area for all but three of the last 16 years, but the advent of the internet in the early 1990s connected me with Cubs fans from all over, so I was able to find people to talk to about it. The advent of Gameday Audio and in recent years has been huge for me. Moving to the Bay Area in 1995 meant I could see the Cubs play a couple of times a year at Candlestick, but it also meant that I lost WGN on cable, and only got it back again two months ago. Now that I have a real job that pays me something other than poverty wages, I manage to catch the Cubs a number of times a year, either on the road or in Chicago. In 2003, I saw the Cubs play in eight different ballparks, including Wrigley Field for the first time in 14 years, and in my life have seem them play in fifteen different venues.

Perhaps it's my unusual, mostly adult relationship history with the Cubs that makes me look at them a bit more critically and less wistfully (not the BTF usage of this word) than most. I'm not a sentimental person on a good day, and I've grown to hate the "lovable losers" tag associated with the team, and it irks me to see the spiralling effects of the organization's view of itself as second-tier. So I tend to come across as dismissive of the organization and the people running it. Which I generally am.
   8. Neil M Posted: October 23, 2005 at 05:01 PM (#1699278)
I'm older than ALL of you guys,

Abd I'm older than you, alas.

Some of you know bits ad pieces about me, but here's a resume for the record.

Scottish born and bred. A die-hard soccer fan through my childhood and teens. My first hero was a player for my home-town team who had a few memorable games when I was 6 or 7 and first going to games with my dad. That player is known today as Sir Alex Ferguson. Back then, just Fergie.

Went to University in Glasgow where I met a womwn of beauty and taste who fell for me just as I did for her. She went to the same high school as Cabbage, DjF and, of course, David Hasselhoff.

She lived with me in Scotland until threatened with deportation - no work permit.
Love her or lose her? We got married in her mom's house in August '77 just as Herman Franks' Cubs and the Southside Hit Men both slipped from first place, never to threaten again.

Waiting for my Green Card took several weeks - weeks spent living cheaply, mostly hanging around our apartment. WGN TV became my friend and , ultimately, my seducer as I watched Murcer, Buckner and company stagger to a .500 finish. At that point, I didn't even know where the ballpark was, although I was living near Clark and Diversey at the time. Come October, though, we moved to Lakeview, just a couple of blocks north of Wrigley. The first game I saw there was actually a Chicago Sting soccer fixture.

Starting in '78 by taking a friend's kid brother to a Cubs-Bucs game, I became a regular weekend fan for the next three years. That first game should have warned me what I was in for as the Cubs successfully executed the first and third parts of what should have been a triple play, an errant throw to first negating the second put-out.

I was one of the founding triumvirate of a spoof fan=club which enjoyed a little cult status in ;80 and'81 - even got a mention in SI's rotisserie league column in '84. As we were 'Jews for DeJesus'. I expect I'll have to give more details some time this winter.

Anyhoo, we moved to London in Sept. 1980. My last game was Lee Smith's debut.

Saw some games during a vacation trip in '84 and again in '87, the last time I went to Wrigley. The last game I saw in the flesh. a very young Greg Maddux took a no-no into the 5th before leaving a tied ballgame after 7 innings. His final act that day was a three-pitch strike-out of Mike Schmidt with the bases loaded.

I suffered through the '84 and '89 play-offs by the crackly late-night radio from AFN.

The break-up of my marriage more or less severed my Chicago connections until the advent of broadband internet connections rekindled my love for the Cubs. The last three years I've seen a ridiculously high percentage of games and I imagine I will next year, too.

While I now watch from afar, I do treasure memories of the greats I saw - Carlton, Ryan and J.R. Richard ; Sutter and Smith: Sandberg, Schmidt, Dave Parker while stiil at his most awesome. I remember, too, the characters _ Micky Kelleher (Dusty would love him!), Cardenal and Biittner - I was at the game when he lost the fly ball in his cap -and I remember most of all just 'fun at the old ballpark'.
   9. Dag Nabbit at Posted: October 23, 2005 at 05:14 PM (#1699306)
Well, growing up in the early 1980s, I should be all rights be a Sox fan because my dad & older brother are and my mom isn't much of a sports fan at all. Enter Eddie Einhorn & ONTV. The Sox were never on the tube when I was a kid, but I have plenty of Cubs memories. I remember Gary Woods's sliding/falling catch on the warning track, Leon Durham going four-for-four against the Cards with a sliding double for the final hit, a walk-off bases loaded single in the tenth against the Braves, those epic battles for next-to-last place with the Mets back then. Heck, I even remember the commercial the Trib ran for the Cubs after they bought them ("The Cubs are coming out of (cub in photo makes growl sound) hiiiiii-bernation!") The only White Sox memory I have is of Harold Baines hitting 3 homers in one game, and I went to bed before the last one of those.

In the early days my loyalties were divided - rooted for the Winning Ugly Sox in '83, but '84 won my over for good. Durham was my favorite player as a kid (because of that 4-for-4 game) so when he got busted for drugs I was not happy at all. My other favorite player as a kid (from divided loyalty days) was Harold Baines. So now I'm one of the only Cubs fans you'll find whose favorite player was a White Sox. Other favorite Cubs have been Dascenzo, Hector Villanueva, & Scott Servais.

Never made it to Wrigley until 1990 - dad kept buying tickets to Comiskey. Saw the Cubs and Shawn Boskie torch the 1986 All-Star team, or, as they were called at the time, the San Diego Padres. Only occasionally go to games - a few a year would be typical. I went to none in 1995 and maybe '96 (the strike), and the last two years (no desire to spend opening ticket sale day getting a busy signal for hours and they sell out too quickly). I have seen them play in Milwaukee in that time though. I have no idea how many Cubs games I've been to, but I have (gets out an counts) 20 scorecards from Wrigley. I've probably been to 25-30.

1984 was the big year for me though. New fan, great team, great time. They won a bunch of games against the Mets late that year. I remember coming home from school and watching the first two games of the playoffs. Then . . . . given the language constraints here at btf, I can't really discuss my feeling WRT the child molesting Nazi war criminal.

Paid more attention to them in the '80s than the '90s. Only sporadically noted them then. I wasn't paying as much attention to baseball in general. I only kinda vaguely know that they lost a bunch of home games one year to start off with a Trebelhorn had that village meeting by the Kenmore fire station. In 2000 I got in a fantasy league run by primer author & Sox fan Anthony Giacalone and that got the interests up.

More memorble Wrigley experience . . . in high school my mom's company used to get some tickets along the third base line in the lower deck. Nice seats, but between the shade from the overhang and the lakefront wind coming it, it was routinely 20 degrees colder there than walking on the sidewalk. A couple years ago (1999?) I saw Sosa hit a 480 foot homer and couldn't believe how long it was. The Waveland gang was running full speed down Kenmore. Then a few years later he hit one 520 (!!) feet. That was mind-blowing.

In '98 I figured McGuire was going to break the record so I bought tickets to one game every series he went to Chicago. In April on a day so cold you could see your breath I went there with a (Sox fan) friend. It was pouring rain and we got there two hours early. By game time we were soaked and the rain got even heavier. At 7:30 we left figuring a rain out was inevitable, only to have the game go off as the latest start in Wrigley history. McGwire hit a homer. Later than year, with McGuire and Sosa both dueling it out, I went to a game where neither hit a homer. Dag nabbit.

In '98 I read that Kerry Wood & Maddux could possibly face off against each other in Wrigley one game in May, so I got tickets. It was Wood vs. Glavine but still a great pitcher's duel. Wood clearly didn't have his best stuff but still struck out 13 in 7 innings.

(going through scorecards here) On another occasion I saw Wood make history by striking out four in one inning. He owed it all to Todd Hundley, who allowed two passed balls that inning. They should have gotten one of those two out at first, but Hundley threw the ball into right to get him. Not a good day for the king of getting booed, but he did get some applause later that day (actually, it would've been in the second game of a doubleheader) when he hit a homer that put the Cubs up 17-0. Every time I ever saw him come up to plate in a key situation, he always made an out. Wood hit a homer that game, too. I once called a Glenallen Hill pinch hit homer two batters in advance. He was another of my favorite players. Went to the first Sox-Cubs in Wrigley series & vowed to never go to a ticket broker again after that game. That would've been on 9/19/99. I saw them beat Gooden once. Saw Juan Cruz's MLB debut and have rooted for him ever since.
   10. H. Vaughn Posted: October 24, 2005 at 03:18 PM (#1701304)
My fandom is a product of television and the Internet. Despite my first exposure to baseball being frequent trips to Reds games in '72-'73, my lasting allegiance took root after moving to Lombard, IL as a nine-year-old. I go back to the Comedy Cubs of the mid-70's, when WGN broadcasts were were introduced with a blooper reel of misplays over circus music. These were the woebegone teams of the Reuschel brothers, Joe "Tarzan" Wallace, Hector Cruz and Jose Cardenal. My memories of losses are intermingled with respect for the durability of Tru-Link Fence products and the fact that Empire Carpet could be reached at HUDSON3-2700.

My relationship to the game reflected the media I consumed it from:shallow, uninformed and passive. I bandwagoned in '84 and '89. Other than some of the playoffs and World Series, the '90 to '97 baseball seasons are a blank to me. I've been to games at Wrigley in '79, '87 and '98.

In '98, I started looking at Baseball Prospectus and lurking at rsbcc, then posting. Until this season, the Cubs had an affiliation with the A-ball team in the town I now live in, so I enjoyed watching the formative years of Choi, Zambrano and Titans QB Matt Mauck. I genuinely enjoy reading and learning from you folks, because the more I learn, the more I realize how little I know.
   11. Sweet Posted: October 26, 2005 at 07:05 AM (#1705321)
A little late to the party . . . .

My history as a Cubs fan is fairly similar to Scott's. I was born and raised in Philadelphia, the son of a Chicagoan who passed on his love of the Cubs to his children like some terrible genetic disease. In 1984, when I was nine, we subscribed to cable solely for access to WGN, which I watched religiously during that magical summer. Ryno was -- and is -- my favorite player, though as a Little League first baseman I had a special affinity for Leon Durham as well.

My fandom waxed and waned with the Cubs' fortunes for the next decade. In April 1992, I attended my first game at Wrigley, a rainy 1-0 loss for Maddux that pretty well captured that era of Cubs baseball. Better games followed, including this one, which featured two mammoth home runs from Sammy and one from Kerry Wood, who struck out 11 and got the win. I watched with my then-friend-now-wife from the first row immediately behind the Cubs' on-deck circle. For various reasons, one of the great spectator experiences of my life.

The 1998 season rekindled my enthusiasm for the team, and I've been a dedicated fan ever since. I don't recall exactly when I stumbled on Primer; I think I'm member #5xx or something like that. While in law school, I posted extensively throughout the site; now, with two young kids and a job in Los Angeles, I limit myself to Cubs-related items and Game Chatters. I'm looking forward to this blog.
   12. Meatwad Posted: November 12, 2005 at 09:38 PM (#1729287)
i have no intresting in typing something long right now, seeing as how my typing skills are at an all time low at the moment (see lounge) but i blame my siblings and my mom for my obsession with the cubs, the 1998 season really brought my into it, but it was also aided by the complete collapse of notre dame football that had me looking for something else, ####### davie, ok im rambling and yeah thats it

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