NO!!MARY!!!

That guy is a MORON!!!!! IDIOT!!!! GOOF!!! JERK!!!

He's a dumbass doofus idiot jerk numbskull moron knuckle-dragging neanderthal snorting beer-guzzling belly-scratching grunting GOOF!!!!!!!!!!!!! :fyou :fyou :fyou :fyou :fyou :fyou

As I recall, Michael Jordan did not travel with the Bulls, did he? It seems to me I remember reading that he had separate travel arrangements.

I say all except the last one will be in his next article about the White Sox, whenever that may be.

Nope. Sorry. That curse gets a big ZERO on the "Curse Cuteness" Scale. Billy goats and Bambinos are far more fun.

That was the worst. With that fight he hit a level so low and subterranean that I'm surprised that he didn't emerge in China. What a total goofball. Had I been the owner of the Sox, he would've been gone that night. Of course, had I been the owner of the Sox, I never would've hired a brain-dead moron goofus idiot jerk numbskull dimbulb peabrain dum-dum idiot goofus moron like him in the first place. Incidentally, I used to work at the hotel which right across from where Terry Doofington went to high school. I could tell, too because the closer I got to the school, the lower my IQ dropped. I did NOT like Terry Bevington.

I have had a couple of great-looking flight attendants in my day. If I wasn't the twerpy pipsqueak that I am, I definitely would've tried to get phone numbers.

No, he isn't. However, he IS obligated to get whatever facts he does put in his column CORRECT.

Damn! Funny! As for Jay, I'm sure you'll be in his next Sox rant. Of course, He'll most likely portray you as ready to kick ass and take no hostages.

The one thing I have to say to that is BAH!!!!!!!!!

I would have to say it is a toss-up between three teams. 1. 1983 was truly the most awesome Sox team in my lifetime. They were an unstoppable machine in the second half of the season. I didn't watch many games that year because we didn't have Sportsvision, but I listened to a lot on the radio and was at a few. (Witnessed Luzinski's first roof shot against Minnesota.) How that team got thrashed so badly in the playoffs is still beyond me. 2. 1967 End of the Go-Go Era Sox is my favorite team to read about, discuss, research, what have you. That season must have been a nail-biter from beginning to end. I still can't believe that they lost a DH to the Kansas City A's. Still, great games to read about from that season in both the win and loss column. And Eddie Stanky was one of a kind. If he were the White Sox manager today, the team would get fried in the media and Mariotti would take cheap shots at him and scream from on high that Stanky is the devil. 3. 1906 is my second favorite, the legendary Hitless Wonders. No team has pulled off an accomplishment of their magnitude and had it ignored. Imagine if the Yankees, Mets, Red Sox or cuddly Cubbies had pulled off a season like that. They would still be celebrated in plays, songs, poems and Norman Rockwell paintings. Billy Crystal would have even made a sickly nostalgic, barf-inducing movie about them. One of the great underappreciated teams in baseball history.

It is now alleged by a writer in a recent bok that the 1918 Cubs took a dive in that series, something that Bill Veeck aluded to in 1965 in "The Hustler's Handbook."

Lots of bad trades over the years, but some excellent ones too, believe it or not. Worst: 1. Johnny Callison for Gene Freese. 2. Norm Cash and John Romano for Minnie Minoso 3. Earl Battey and Don Mincher for Roy Sievers These three trades wrecked the farm system and set the White Sox back several years. Veeck's roll of the dice for 1960 came up snake eyes and the team did not recover. They had traded all their best prospects, who went on to stardom with other teams. The Sox, meanwhile, were forced to keep trading year after year to fill gapping holes. The prospects could have come in handy around 1964-67, when the team was in desperate need of hitting. Veeck blew it. Other bad trades: Bobby Bonilla for Jose DeLeon. Jose beat Roger Clemens twice in 1986 (when Clemens went 24-4) and faded, while Bonilla played for several 1st place Pitts- burgh teams and helped the 1997 Marlins win the World Series. Release of Denny McLain is a tough call. It was bad because they could have used him in 1967-69, but he later got involved with gamblers and was suspended from baseball. Toss up. Sammy Sosa for George Bell. The only comfort I can take with this one is that the insanely arrogant, narrcisscistic Cub fans who gloat about this one are un- aware of their teams own sorry trading history. But this one stunk. Sosa is an international icon and has made the Cubs lovable, lovable, lovable. Millions of people flock to Wrigley to see him. Granted, attendance doesn't win champion- ships, but maybe if we had him, they'd all come to Comiskey to see him play and the Sox would be top dog. Then again, if he were still with the Sox, he would be derided as a wife-beating, cheating, egomaniacal steroid abuser. Jay Mariotti would going on "Operation Run the Wife-beater Out of Town: Year 13" and up his quota to three feverish articles per week and 100 late-night phone calls. Still, what might have been. Purchase of Chick Gandil from the Cleveland Indians. Not a trade, but certainly one of the WORST deals in White Sox history. Gandil, of course, was the ring- leader of the Black Sox scandal. In fact, I could site any deal that brought one of the Evil Eight to the team, including the purchase of Claude "Lefty the Bagman" Williams form the San Francisco Seals. Lefty used to deliver payoff money to Seal teammates who had gone in the tank, according to Rich Lindberg. Of course, you'll never hear that from Eliot Asinof, John Sayles, the Burns brothers, Boob Costas or anybody else who has sanctified the actions of those crooks. Best Trades: 1. Aaron Robinson for Billy Pierce 2. Joe Tipton for Nellie Fox 3. Gus Zernial, et. al. for Minnie Minoso these trades acquired the three men who were the heart and soul of the Go-Go Sox and helped revive a moribund franchise. Tommy John for Dick Allen. I agree with a poster who stated that this trade also revitalized the team when it badly needed it.

I didn't realize that! I was also an extra in "My Best Friends Wedding" which puts me closer to Kev than I originally thought. Cool.

This is a cool thread. I appeared in a play with Robert Harris, the father of Ed Harris, who was in Apollo 13 with Kevin Bacon.

For the third straight day, Jay bemoans the fate of his beloved Cubbies. Sniff, sniff. But he also once again invokes the name of Steve Bartman, calling him the Designated Scapegoat. What a jagoff. First, he cuts loose on the guy the day after game 6, calling him a goof, an idiot and a nerd within the first 18 words of his column. Now, he keeps piling on the guy. Why? What the hell for? He makes absolutely no mention of Alex Gonzalez' error, Prior's meltdown or Wood's ineffective game 7 or Baker's bad moves. No, no. It is all the fault of Steve Bartman. He caused it. Oh. And the curse. Let's not forget about that. What an idiot. What an absolute idiot.

If the Cubs did choke, it would be one of the most delicious things to happen in the history of deliciousness. It would be more deliciouser than any delicious food I have ever had. That being said, I take the Cubs in six. No way the Fish beat Prior AND Wood. Messiah Prior will deliver the Cubs. Look for at least one dolt to write it that way in the Game 6 postgame wrapup, too.

If the Cubs win tomorrow, look for the bleating sheep of the media to repeat the following phrases ad naseum: "Armageddon!" "The world is coming to an end!" "The goat is slain!" "Curse lifted!" "Long-suffering Cub fans..." "America Cheers!" "DUSTINY!" All of these quotes will probably appear in Jay Mariotti's column alone. I'm willing to say that one or more will pronounce the White Sox' death sentence, probably Snide Rosenbloom will pronounce them ready to be contracted in 2006. Look for Jay M. to do the same once he's done having multiple fits of ecstasy over our Cubbies. Me, I have imposed a total media blackout, in effect until the end of the World Series.

I am willing to wager anyone that if the Cubbies go all the way this year, Sports Illustrated will name them "Sportsmen of the Year." Or at least Kerry Wood and Mark Prior. I feel it in my blood.

When you think about it, it is the White Sox who are the underdog, the White Sox who are David to their Goliath. The White Sox are every underdog who has never been given a chance. They are every homely high school loner who has been ignored or jeered at because of their looks while the jocks and prom queens get all the attention because they are outwardly more glamorous-looking. They are every scrawny kid who has been mocked and spat upon by the schoolyard bully. They are every kid who ever got picked last for sports. They are every person who has every been told that they are worth nothing. They are the tough, hard-scrabble working-class who sweat and work hard for a living, only to be hooted at and looked down upon by richer, more successful people. They are every person who, as a child, had to stand by and watch helplessly while a cuter, more adorable baby sibling got all the attention. THEY are Cinderella, working hard and slaving away while the evil, manipulative stepsisters get all the attention and love. They are the team that every one remembers for the "Black Sox," which we fans these days now have shoved in our faces to the point of vomiting. And what was the "Black Sox" scandal? A few guys who discovered that there was more money to be made in cheating and being dishonest than in playing fairly and by the rules. This is a tradition as American as mom and apple pie; and one that stretches all the way back to when Europeans first set foot on our shores and acquired the primest piece of real estate in the country for 24 bucks and a skyscraper to be named later; and continues down to the present day where politicians cheat their constituents, businessmen cheat their employees, people cheat other people and the Mob cheats everybody. The White Sox are truly America's Team.