04-28-2010, 01:21 PM
<!--quoteo(post=93215:date=Apr 28 2010, 10:05 AM:name=veryzer)-->QUOTE (veryzer @ Apr 28 2010, 10:05 AM) <{POST_SNAPBACK}><!--quotec--><!--quoteo(post=93214:date=Apr 28 2010, 10:00 AM:name=BT)--><div class='quotetop'>QUOTE (BT @ Apr 28 2010, 10:00 AM) <{POST_SNAPBACK}><!--quotec--><!--quoteo(post=93212:date=Apr 28 2010, 09:32 AM:name=jstraw)--><div class='quotetop'>QUOTE (jstraw @ Apr 28 2010, 09:32 AM) <{POST_SNAPBACK}><!--quotec--><!--quoteo(post=93208:date=Apr 28 2010, 08:32 AM:name=BT)--><div class='quotetop'>QUOTE (BT @ Apr 28 2010, 08:32 AM) <{POST_SNAPBACK}><!--quotec--><!--quoteo(post=93204:date=Apr 28 2010, 08:20 AM:name=veryzer)--><div class='quotetop'>QUOTE (veryzer @ Apr 28 2010, 08:20 AM) <{POST_SNAPBACK}><!--quotec--><!--quoteo(post=93203:date=Apr 28 2010, 08:17 AM:name=BT)--><div class='quotetop'>QUOTE (BT @ Apr 28 2010, 08:17 AM) <{POST_SNAPBACK}><!--quotec--><!--quoteo(post=93092:date=Apr 27 2010, 03:51 PM:name=Butcher)--><div class='quotetop'>QUOTE (Butcher @ Apr 27 2010, 03:51 PM) <{POST_SNAPBACK}><!--quotec-->Fucking PIVEN, too?
What in holy hell is going on?
Piven and Cusack grew up in Evanston -- the same town I grew up in. Nobody fucking roots for the White Sox in Evanston. They're full of shit. They're doing this shit because they feel like they have to because of their celebrity. But it doesn't give them a pass. Fuck all of them.<!--QuoteEnd--><!--QuoteEEnd-->
I don't know how else to explain this to you. Cubs fans who don't live in Chicago don't hate the Sox the way we do. They are not exposed to the constant douchebaggery.
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Evanston is Chicago.
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John Cusack doesn't live in Evanston.
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He grew up in Evanston. If he doesn't know better, he's an idiot.
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I'm roughly Cusack's age. I grew up in Homewood. When I was 10, my second favorite team in baseball was the White Sox. When I was in high school, in 1983, I watched Julio Cruz score the winning run that clinched the division. I rooted for Bannister, Dotson, Hoyt, and Burns because I thought their second half run was amazing. When they lost in the playoffs, I was not upset, but that was ONLY because I was jealous of them, and didn't want the Sox to win before the Cubs did.
When I went to college, I went to U of I, where everyone was a Cubs fan or a Cards fan. I realized at that point, that I hated the Cardinals more than any other team in existence. I didn't hate them before I hung out with their fans though.
It wasn't until after college, when I moved back to Chicago, when I started listening to sports talk radio, when I started listening to Hawk Harrelson, when I started dealing with Sox fans on a regular basis, when the internet made listening to their idiocy much easier, that I began to hate them with the white hot fury I hate them with now.
Cusack, Piven, et al, never have gone through that last phase. Had I moved to California after college, I'd still hate the Sox, but nothing like the way I hate them now.
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Wow, all that White Sox love and the Cubs still hired you.
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I grew up in the south west burbs and was surrounded by sox fans. My dad was always a Cubs fan so that's where I learned it. Perhaps I was lucky enough to have been introduced to the biggest 5 year old dickbag sox fan when I was in kindergarten because I fucking hated the sox ever since then. I knew they existed before then, but they never registered with me. Watching night games on channel 44 with umpires wearing red jackets, garbage flying across the outfield, dirtbags taking showers in the bleachers, it all confused my innocent mind. Watching Cubs games in the daylight was like watching paradise. Comiskey was a hellscape in comparison. Then I met the one person that forever made me hate the sox on my first day of school. For the rest of grade and middle school this person was the embodiment of all that I hated about sox fans.
Now, when I meet someone, they can be the absolute coolest most generous humble soul, if they say they are a sox fan, they become a little less human in my eyes.
What in holy hell is going on?
Piven and Cusack grew up in Evanston -- the same town I grew up in. Nobody fucking roots for the White Sox in Evanston. They're full of shit. They're doing this shit because they feel like they have to because of their celebrity. But it doesn't give them a pass. Fuck all of them.<!--QuoteEnd--><!--QuoteEEnd-->
I don't know how else to explain this to you. Cubs fans who don't live in Chicago don't hate the Sox the way we do. They are not exposed to the constant douchebaggery.
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Evanston is Chicago.
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John Cusack doesn't live in Evanston.
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He grew up in Evanston. If he doesn't know better, he's an idiot.
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I'm roughly Cusack's age. I grew up in Homewood. When I was 10, my second favorite team in baseball was the White Sox. When I was in high school, in 1983, I watched Julio Cruz score the winning run that clinched the division. I rooted for Bannister, Dotson, Hoyt, and Burns because I thought their second half run was amazing. When they lost in the playoffs, I was not upset, but that was ONLY because I was jealous of them, and didn't want the Sox to win before the Cubs did.
When I went to college, I went to U of I, where everyone was a Cubs fan or a Cards fan. I realized at that point, that I hated the Cardinals more than any other team in existence. I didn't hate them before I hung out with their fans though.
It wasn't until after college, when I moved back to Chicago, when I started listening to sports talk radio, when I started listening to Hawk Harrelson, when I started dealing with Sox fans on a regular basis, when the internet made listening to their idiocy much easier, that I began to hate them with the white hot fury I hate them with now.
Cusack, Piven, et al, never have gone through that last phase. Had I moved to California after college, I'd still hate the Sox, but nothing like the way I hate them now.
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Wow, all that White Sox love and the Cubs still hired you.
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I grew up in the south west burbs and was surrounded by sox fans. My dad was always a Cubs fan so that's where I learned it. Perhaps I was lucky enough to have been introduced to the biggest 5 year old dickbag sox fan when I was in kindergarten because I fucking hated the sox ever since then. I knew they existed before then, but they never registered with me. Watching night games on channel 44 with umpires wearing red jackets, garbage flying across the outfield, dirtbags taking showers in the bleachers, it all confused my innocent mind. Watching Cubs games in the daylight was like watching paradise. Comiskey was a hellscape in comparison. Then I met the one person that forever made me hate the sox on my first day of school. For the rest of grade and middle school this person was the embodiment of all that I hated about sox fans.
Now, when I meet someone, they can be the absolute coolest most generous humble soul, if they say they are a sox fan, they become a little less human in my eyes.
Some men are born mediocre, some men achieve mediocrity, and some men have mediocrity thrust upon them.