Soxdom

Now the topic for the day. Baseball. For the record I am a Sox fan. From the time I started being a Sox fan, I was taught 2 distinct rules for Sox fandom.

1) You HATE the Yankees. You hate them not because they are good (which they are and you know it and you loath it) but because they have bought their rings. They have the highest payroll of any team. Of course they are going to win a lot. And you hate that they can. and 2) You root for ANYONE playing the Cubs. You do this not because they are the other team in Chicago but because they are Goliath. And next to your David, you have to. You are the underdog. Less people like you, you aren't the loveable losers. You have to work hard to get your seats filled, you have to have fire as a Sox fan because you will put up with so much. You aren't liked here. You aren't respected here. How dare you care about a team that isn't the Cubs? What are the White Sox anyway?

So you learned how to be a Sox fan and now that the Cubs actually have a baseball team on the field instead of a laughable B-rated shit-show. You still hold by your morals. The day that made it better was that you won the world series first. As you know, you really aren't much better than the Cubs. 86 years without a World Series win until 2005. Both teams had 2 rings. Until 2005. The year that gave you hope again. You thought for a brief few years that it didn't matter if the Cubs won now because you got there first. You liked being on top. But as each year went on, your argument became less valid. And now, again, now that the Cubs have a team and your team turned into a shitshow this year? You are scrambling. If they win again, you are even. And the thought will make your skin crawl. Worse yet they have a team that might last more than one year, what if you fall behind?

You have always been behind in numbers at the stadium, in fans, in Chicago. You don't want to be behind in rings too.