While I was busy being
the father of the bride and emerging from the attendant fog of wedding toasts
and dances, the White Sox announced five international signings, with the
players hailing from either Cuba or Venezuela.
If only my team would bother to watch more local TV.
Lately, the Chicago
Bandits have been running commercials, and they’re quite good, at least as good
as anything proclaiming “Ricky’s boys don’t quit.” But they can sure stink up the joint. Somebody from the Sox front office might want
to take a trip on the Tollway to the Bandits’ stadium. Those girls sure look like they don’t quit,
either.
Given the inability of
Chicago teams to scout talent in their respective backyards, I’d be more than
happy to give directions. Heck, I’ll
even drive Rick Hahn out there, no charge.
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