a vile victory indeed

Well, today we saw the vilest action taken, a Cubs win over the Astros? But, other vile things happen you say, priests molest children, people kill pets, and other assorted increments of equal disgust. I have seen the hoards of fans that stream into Wrigley Field, like a squalid swarm of rotten, rotting maggots from some overturned trash that's been sitting on a summer day for months. They gleefully head into the bleachers, because there's more room for maggots there, devouring everything in sight, from out of date beer, to stale, gray-green hot dogs, tempting breeding grounds for more of their villianous off-spring. They really don't care if their team wins, it's only the being there that counts. perpetual forever losers and malignant baby-sitters. These are the fanbase for the more devolved group of (lest I blaspheme and call them professional baseball players) circus clowns. Bumbling, fumbling line drives and looping hits, turn into a acrobatic display of nonsense for only the strong of heart and hale. No matter, they will once again not contend, for that is something not written into the genetic code of Cub players, a genetic disposition for buckling knees and chocking every season. more to come, stay tuned..................