Yeah, I know the Cubs aren't going anywhere this year, or the year after, or (probably) the year after that. But, for Christ's sake, they don't have to play like friggin' clowns, right? Yesterday, I watched the celebration of Wrigley Field's 100th anniversary on WGN. Cubs led 5-2 going into the top of the 9th. Starlin Castro booted a double play ball. The gates of hell opened up and the Cubs lost 7-5!
Long time Cubs' fans know when we've hit that moment when, as Lou Piniella put it, we are about to be transported into another dimension, where we will endure another "Cubbie Occurence." The moment Castro booted that grounder, with the Cubs still up 5-2, I knew that we were screwed.
After the boot, the game turned into a clown show. Ground ball up the middle hits the second base bag and carooms into right field. Right fielder watched what looked like a catchable liner drop in for a single, without even making an effort at the heroic sliding catch. Finally, a popup into shallow right drops when the right fielder collapses, clutches his injured thigh and has to be escorted off the field.
You could argue that this debacle proved that Wrigley Field should be demolished, and that the team should be relocated in a nice new stadium out in the northern suburbs. The old ball park clearly is possessed by demons.
Castro is probably finished. I don't mean that he won't play out his career. But, he's marked now by the curse. The kid should be traded to another team before his psyche explodes.
Wait until 2017! That's the current Cubs' mantra. The superstar kids in the minors will arrive. Big money from the new TV contract. Big name free agents will be signed.
An old Cubs' fan knows that another episode of madness awaits.