I was only partially joking last week when I tweeted last week that Cubs fans would be up in arms about the replacement of Gary Pressy’s organ with Salt-N-Pepa’s “Push It.” I wish I could tell you that Cubs fans surprised me and didn’t bitch about the piped-in music. And I hope when I see the Pacific Ocean, it’s as blue as it is in my dreams. Alas, it is not to be. I was listening to George Ofman after yesterday’s Cub victory over the Los Angeles Angels of Anaheim when some guy called in and had a conversation very close to this one:

CALLER: Yeah, I just wanted to say that I was at the game Tuesday night, and my fiancee asked me why they weren’t playing the organ, and I had no answer, and the whole night was ruined for us.

OFMAN: Well, if you were at Tuesday’s game, the product on the field should have ruined the experience for you, not the organ.

CALLER: Well, yeah, they played terribly, but we were looking forward to [SOME GENERIC NONSENSE ABOUT THE MAJESTY OF WRIGLEY FIELD], and the night was totally ruined because we didn’t get to hear the organ.

OFMAN: Now, when you say, “totally ruined,” you don’t actually mean that it meant that much to you, do you?

CALLER: Yes.

OFMAN: Okay, thanks for the call.

Sure enough, there is also a question in this week’s Muskbox about the organ. I will get to the Musk later this week, but how do we live in a world where this is this a real concern for people? This guy was still so upset about the organ not being played on Tuesday night that he felt compelled to call in after a Cub win on Sunday afternoon to complain about it.

My only complaint about the Wrigley Field organ is that it didn’t drown out Joe Mantegna when he sang the 7th Inning Stretch for the ten thousandth time.

This season is terrible enough to watch, Cubs fans. Please stop making it more terrible.