By Ricky O’Donnell

Well that was a fun little first half, am I right people? The White Sox have been about as competent as anyone could have hoped for before the All-Star Game. Ozzie hasn’t been banished to a second round of sensitivity training, Juan Uribe hasn’t killed anyone, and – hey – the Sox are in first place at the break. It has been a successful start by any measure. As an added bonus, Jose Contreras is still alive. What an upset.
With that in mind, let’s take a look at some of the first half’s signature stories.

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Strangest story: Nothing that happens this baseball season will be as odd as the blow-up doll fiasco in May. While the entire episode was just weird, its bizarreness was nearly topped in the media coverage. One paper had the story on the front page (of the actual paper, not just the sports section), while the other had only a few sentences tucked away inside a game story. We get that these two papers are different, but you would think they’d be able to put some gauge on the newsworthiness of a story like that.
Best Ozzie rant: This one may just be our favorite ever, for obvious reasons:
”We won it a couple years ago, and we’re horse[bleep]. The Cubs haven’t won in 120 years, and they’re the [bleep]ing best. [Bleep] it, we’re good. [Bleep] everybody. We’re horse[bleep], and we’re going to be horse[bleep] the rest of our lives, no matter how many World Series we win. We are the bitch of Chicago. We’re the Chicago bitch. We have the worst owner – the guy’s got seven [bleep]ing rings, and he’s the [bleep]ing horse[bleep] owner.”

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Posted on July 14, 2008

By Marty Gangler

When we compared this year’s edition of the Cubs to the classic characters from Happy Days a couple of weeks ago, we didn’t anticipate the addition of a new cast member to shore up the ratings. But will Rich Harden turn out to be a savvy selection like Frasier Crane who makes everyone around him better or will he turn out to be a clubhouse jinx like Cousin Oliver? We think he’ll likely turn out more like one of these additions to M*A*S*H.
* Charles Emerson Winchester: He’s great at what he does but accumulates such high pitch-counts that he has to turn to speed to make it through the year.
* B.J. Hunnicutt. Nice guy, consummate professional, doesn’t provide too many laughs and ultimately winds up back on the West Coast.
* Sherman T. Potter. On the tail end of his career and prone to tendinitis.
* The new version of Margaret Houlihan. Less hot, less strident, and in not quite as good shape.
* The new version of Klinger. He’s no Radar O’Maddux, but he eventually adjusts to his new assignment and loses the dresses.
* That Swedish nurse that one episode. A dream come true. And then he’s gone.

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Posted on July 14, 2008

By Jim Coffman

Was there ever a better illustration of the baseball adage “momentum is the next day’s starting pitcher” than Sunday’s game in St. Louis? The previous Cubs-Cards clash was a potentially devastating loss for the boys in blue, the kind that seemed certain to kick off a losing streak.
Starting with Jim Edmonds dogging it on a potential eighth-inning sacrifice fly (if Cub fans want to boo him his first time up against the Reds this week, that will be OK with me) and getting himself thrown out at the plate and ending with Kerry Wood starting the ninth with a pair of walks and going downhill from there, it was plain ugly.

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But then Sean Marshall pitches six masterful innings the next day and the Cubs match the Cardinals’ only glimmer of hope, Ryan Ludwick’s sixth-inning solo home run to pull within two (3-1), with a run of their own in the seventh (on Derrek Lee’s large two-out double). And that’s that (that was especially that when the Cubs scored three more before they were through). The losing streak ended before it started.
Breaking news: The Brewers are going to finalize a trade for C.C. Sabathia on Monday. That’s a problem, but it’s not a huge problem.

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Posted on July 7, 2008

By Ricky O’Donnell

Alexei Ramirez wasn’t one of two White Sox players chosen for the All-Star team, but he’s still getting plenty of attention this week, including columns in both the Tribune and Sun-Times. Here’s how they stack up.

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Posted on July 7, 2008

By Marty Gangler

“In a 35-day stretch that ended Sunday on a steamy afternoon at Busch Stadium, the Cubs survived two West Coast trips, two City Series, a day trip from Toronto to Cooperstown to Tampa Bay, manager Lou Piniella’s Tropicana Field homecoming and injuries to their ace, their leadoff man and their center fielder,” Paul Sullivan writes in the Tribune today. “The only thing Piniella could do after the long, grueling stretch ended was lean back in his chair with a cold one and be thankful it was over.”
Tell us about it! We’re exhausted!
Just when it looked like the Cubs were world-beaters, that same old Cubbiness started to show. It reminded us here at The Cub Factor about the way the Cubs are like life’s little activities.

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Posted on July 7, 2008

By Ricky O’Donnell

I never understood why baseball teams have such trouble playing on the road. It’s one thing in football, where crowd noise can affect communication at the line of scrimmage. But in baseball, the crowd cheers at the same time anyways, right? Just pretend they’re rooting you on!
Whatever. As was evident this past week, both stellar baseball teams in this city can’t seem to figure out this road thing just yet. The Cubs and White Sox are both juggernauts at home; back-to-back sweeps really aren’t all that surprising.
I was in attendance for Game 3 on Sunday, so here are some observations from sky high in the upper deck.
* The best moment of the game, and possibly my life: I don’t remember which player was up to bat or even what inning it was (let’s say around the third), but a Cubs batter hit a rocket, the type of shot Hawk Harrelson would have described as “right size, wrong shape”. That is to say, the ball had home run distance but was clearly foul. So the crowd does a collective “sigh/whew” but two Cubs fans in front of my start going crazy, celebrating the home run. They’re cheering, jumping up and down, slapping hands, the whole bit.
Naturally this caused an uproar of laughter from the White Sox contingent in my section for at least a minute. As soon as it died down and things got real quiet, someone said “If that’s they do after a foul ball, I hope they don’t start making out after a hit!” Good times.

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Posted on July 1, 2008