Cubs Magic Number Countdown: The 1908 Chicago Cubs
Nearly 100 years ago, the Chicago Cubs beat the Detroit Tigers for the second straight year to win back-to-back championships. It was the last time the Cubs won the World Series. These guys were so dominant that they didn’t even HAVE numbers on the backs of their jerseys. Just like the Cubs no longer have a magic number.
1908 was also the debut of “Take Me Out to the Ballgame.” Somewhere, Harry is smiling, drinking a Bud, and dancing with a bleached blond girl with feathered hair and hot pink shorts.
Your Chicago Cubs have won the 2007 NL Central pennant. Enjoy it, folks. Celebration time in the comments. I’m off to Cincinnati to watch a (thankfully) meaningless game. It’s time to gear up for some postseason baseball. Try to ignore the huge douche in the foreground and listen to the Cubs announcers.
Let’s. Go. Cubs.
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Go Cubs!!! Time to keep it going into the playoffs!
Wait, Dane, I missed it, how many Octobers are there?
I freakin’ love Lou Piniella. I don’t want to name a baby after him, I want to have one with the magnificent bastard!
I’ve hated Dane Cook since I first saw him 1 1/2 years ago (I’m old and late to parties. Sorry.), but he didn’t make me want to kick him in the voicebox there. Not bad.
I’m ready.
Cocktober!
Fucking Dane Cook. I hate him. Now that I’ve gotten that out of my system…
Holy fucking shit, we made it to the playoffs. It felt good. Really good. I went out and got myself a beer once they won the game, and tomorrow night I’m taking some friends out for a nice deep dish pizza and some Old Style.
And by WE’ve made the playoffs, I mean the Cubs, who really don’t know me from a hole in the ground. But still, you guys know what I mean.
By the way, I don’t know if anyone else caught Will Ohman’s latest douchebaggery, but while everyone else’s interviews gave props to the fans, the teammates, Lou, etc…When someone actually bothered to speak to him, Ohman said “Thanks to everyone who counted us out in May.” What? Haven’t you learned to shut your mouth, you fucking retard? Next time you have a thought…let it go.
Have fun sitting at home when they pass you over for the playoff roster, Ohman, you fucking asshole.