As the Chicago Cubs finish up another disappointing season, we are left wondering – are they really cursed or do they just stink?
The Cubs Curse: In 1945, a Chicago Cubs fan named William “Billy Goat” Sianis brought his pet goat to the World Series. He presented his tickets, but was turned away because “his goat smelled”. Outraged, he vowed that until Mr. Wrigley apologized to his goat the Cubs would be hexed and would never play in the World Series again.
Over the years, there have been sightings of old Gertie roaming the streets, shouting anti-cubs propaganda at tourists and children. She also makes ghostly appearances behind the grill at the Billy Goat Tavern.
Why does it have to be so cold and dark, Josie Posie?
Cause we are ghost-busting, Pip?
I wish I had my pleather jacket.
Zip it, Pip. Someone is coming.
OK, the coast is clear! What's our next move.
Pull yourself together, brother! We have work to do!
Wait a minute ...what is is that ...
Wholly cheeseburgers, Josie Posie, I smell cheeseburgers!
OK, let's go inside. We must blend in with the crowd. No barking.
I will have what she is having ...
That's what I am talking about. Liquid courage.
Ghost-busting is so much, especially the part where we drink lots of beer and eat 5 cheeseburgers. I wish Puddles was here ...
Catch me if you can, doggies! Hope you ain't Cubs fans!
Josie Posie, to the X-PAWS mobile.
someone to push us BACK UP NOW - Alien, Puddles, Brother Roo, Frankie, Lucy somebody ...HELP!!
to be continued