Woe is Cub: A Fair and Balanced Look at Cub Fan Mentality
Sometimes I get in a little bit of trouble for not being the friendliest person when dealing with certain kinds of situations. For example, if Carlos gets chased from the 1st inning of his next start and somebody says "he's done this year," then whoever says that will not be my friend for at least a few minutes.
In other words, I'm not internet-friendly. On the internet you're supposed to make broad proclamations. You're expected to say alienating things without being called on it. Actually I'll defer to this particular website (baby's first internet) to explain in detail what the internet is meant to be all about.
Anyway, if I acted irritated toward you or somebody like you in the last few days then I apologize. GROTA is part journal/part forum and as a so-called moderator it's not my job to mock somebody who believes that Joey Gathright deserves a chance to bat cleanup. But I will say this...
The self-defeatest, Woe is Cub attitude has to go. It wasn't directly the goal of this blog to change peoples' attitudes about Woe is Cub, but think about it for a second. We're the Goat Riders of the bleedin' Apocalypse! We created this blog within weeks of the second consecutive gut-wrenching, heart-breaking season finale. When Cub fans were at their lowest we appeared to say THE CUBS ARE GOING TO WIN THE WORLD SERIES!
Granted, this is our 5th season of saying that. But looking back on the past 4 years of Cubs baseball, can you really argue that things are getting worse? Or are the Cubs becoming a perenial contender in the NL Central with a solid structure of discipline and talent? I'm not saying that we had anything to do with it, but we did believe it could happen.
Lou Piniella calls it Cubbie Swagger. But on the other side of the fence I've seen a lot of Cubbie Downer from the fans who are some of the most pessemistic people I have ever seen. We are the Debbie Downer of the baseball world. Regular fans could be singing the virtues of the Cubs, and some of us would be talking about the inevitable extinction of polar bears.
But I get it. I understand why. I just don't agree with it.
I believe that the failings - and successes, for that matter - of past seasons means nothing to the current one.
I believe that a player starting the year 1 for 30 is not indicative of how many hits he'll have after 300 - or even 60 - at at bats on the season.
I believe that on any given night, the best pitcher on any team can crap the bed, and that the worst pitcher can get huge outs. I believe that the success - or failure - of the pitcher in that situation does not directly effect his next outing.
I believe that any team which wins 100 games will compile streaks of games in which they look like they could lose 100 games. Likewise I believe that the worst teams in baseball will look amazing every once in a while.
I believe, then, that a 9-8 start, while disappointing, gives absolutely no indication of the team's final record. I believe that, as built, the Cubs are capable of being an offensive force to reckon with. I believe it's actually somewhat amazing that they've won 9 games considering that half of their starting 8 began the year ice cold. And I believe it's ludicrous to expect - or even worry - that all of those players will put up subpar numbers in 2009.
As we've pointed out, the Cubs are a fantastic team on paper. As we've also noted, there does however happen to be a reason why they actually play the games. So for sure the Cubs aren't guaranteed anything. But regardless of mixed early results, I think they'll be kicking ass very soon.
Anyway, I'll make you a deal. If you choose not to actively taunt the dynamite monkey (that's me), I will choose not to actively disagree loudly and regularly whenever you have a minor flip-out over the direction of the Cubs season. But please remember where you are. This blog was created because we believe the Cubs are not cursed, or doomed, to forever play in obscurity. So please don't act surprised when we're not the first ones to give up on the 2009 season.
But if that day comes, when it happens, you better believe the Cubs are screwed.