It's crosstown “rivalry” week again, friends, and your Chicago White Sox venture eight miles north to take on those “lovable” (?) losers known as the Chicago Cubs. I can’t even pretend to feel anything but the deepest disdain for the north side baseball team, the dump they play in, their fans, or the surrounding neighborhood. A neighborhood whose one-time charm has been stripped away, repackaged, commodified to the nth degree, and sold back at grossly inflated prices to a rabid fanbase of post-college transplanted midwest suburbanite sycophants as devoid of culture as the confines they cherish and inhabit.
Since We Last Met: Those Lovable Losers
