What a weekend. Wasn’t that exactly what the Cubs needed? Yes. Yes it was. Nod your head up and down. Very good.

Kurt pretty much broke down the whole convincingly dominant showing here in a professional and intellectual manner (…), so I thought I’d share a couple random-ass stories from my weekend.

Thursday (Yes, the weekend starts on Thursday in college)

It was a glorious central Illinois night and it was the eve before the Cubs opened up their series with the Diamondbacks. In the hopes of relieving some post-Reds stress, some friends came over to my place to hang out.

We were all having a good time when I noticed a girl looking lonely and wearing a Cubs jersey.

Me: “Hey, whose jersey is that?”
Girl: “Ummmm F*@&-you-dome I think.”
Me: “You mean Fukudome?”
Girl I just lost some respect for: “Yeah! I just became a Cubs fan. I used to be a White Sox fan.”
Me: “Oh really? Welcome to a life of happiness and clarity.”
Girl: “I don’t really like the Cubs or baseball though. I just love Wrigleyville so I bought a jersey.”
Me: (I throw my drink in the girl’s face and then set her on fire…not really, but you can imagine.)

I was seriously shocked about this girl’s response but also confused. Honestly, what’s worse: the Cubs having “fans” who are so stupidly naïve they’ll buy a jersey to fit in with the Wrigleyville crowd or that the White Sox suck so much they will lose “fans” to another team’s bar scene? You be the judge.

Friday

Out at the old watering hole, I was at the bar buying some drinks when a girl basically forced me into buying her a shot because it was her “birthday”. Being the gentleman that I am, I got her a drink and we began to talk about our post-graduation plans and such.

Me: “So you’re moving to Chicago after graduation?”
Girl2: “Yeah, I’m going to be living in the Wrigleyville area.”
Me: “Are you a Cubs fan?”
Girl2: “Yeah, I’m a HUGE fan.”
Me: “Sweet, who’s your favorite player?”
Girl2: “You know…that new Asian guy.”
Me: “You mean Fukudome?”
Girl2 who is now 100x less attractive: “Yeah. He’s cute.”
Me: “Do you have any other favorite players?”
Girl2: “No. I don’t know anyone else’s name.”
Me: (I back up about 15 steps then start running at her and proceed to dropkick her in the head…again, not really but I have a distorted sense of reality).

Saturday

I decided to avoid all human contact today in hopes of saving myself the trouble of having to actually murder someone.

So what did I learn from this weekend…

-Girls love Fukudome.
-Wriglyeville must be a fun place to be if you like to hang out with Cubs fans and Cubs “fans”.
-There are some stereotypes that are unavoidable, but please do not define us (Cubdom) by the actions of a few lost souls…I’m looking at you Marty Brennaman.
-My weekends consist of drinking and pretending I can hurt stupid people without any consequences.

...oh yeah, and the Cubs looked like true playoff contenders against the D-Backs. I said a couple days ago that this series was going to tell us a lot about the 2008 Cubs and it looks like there is reason to believe that this team has the potential to hang with the best in the NL.

ROADTRIP: If you’re reading this on Monday morning/afternoon then there is a good chance I am sitting in a car on my way to Colorado until Sunday night. After nearly a week in Colorado, I will immediately be spending 10 days in Alaska. I’m going to keep my eyes open for Cubs news and Cubs-related things, but my hopes aren't high. If I find anything interesting then I’ll try to make a post about it from my igloo. Mostly though, I just hope a bear doesn’t eat me.