So, they hired a Greek Orthodox priest? The Cubs gave credence to the curse and voodoo bullshit? Look, in case you didn’t get it, the Cubs toothbrush, the lighter, the cats wearing helmets–it’s a mockery. Of course it doesn’t work. Just like praying. It. Doesn’t. Work! I listened to last night’s game on the radio, just like I did for so many games this year, when they won 97 and finished with the best record in the league. Depressing. A sham. A fraud. Beyond the help of any god or witch.
But they brought in a priest. What were the players thinking when they saw a fool in robes sprinkling water around the dugout? Who cares, they blew it for the second year in a row, for the hundredth year in a row, whatever. I looked back at last year’s Booze Cab and it’s like the same exact thing over again, Groundhog Day:
They donâ€™t even look competitive, the big guys are choking and striking out and the pitching is awful. Who in their right mind ever gets a confident feeling from this team? What was I thinking?
Itâ€™s not gonna happen…couldnâ€™t they have at least tried? That was sick, the way they managed to not be competitive at all for three games and went out with a whimper. Embarrassing.
Yep. What I said last year. May as well be every year. What a joke.
10. Bury the curse: The Cubs players spent much of the season downplaying talk of the alleged curse, only to have Cubs brass bring out a Greek priest to spread holy water in their dugout the day of the start of the playoffs. What kind of a show of faith in the high-priced team was that? Piniella and the players were blind-sided by the stunt.