Man, it's nice to do a painting of Wrigley this time of year.
You know why?
It takes my mind off winter and all the crap that comes with it.
The cold, the salt covering the car, the lost gloves and...
I notice this every year: people walk dogs differently in winter.
They're a little more brazen about leaving Fluffy's pile behind.
They're thinking A: "It's too cold to take off my gloves and do my duty." B: "The snow will cover it." And mostly C: "Nobody's outside to see me not pick it up."
Right now winter has warmed up in the middle of itself, and a million dog turds all over Chicago have melted and turned into the absolute worst kind of foot-bomb.
In other words, I've stepped in 3 piles of oozy dog crap in the last two days.
It's a nightmare.
Sorry for bringing up such a rude subject.
This painting is actually in the January '08 issue of VINE LINE, and it's all about Kosuke!
I CANNOT WAIT to see Kosuke Fukudome patrolling right field for the Cubs.
I'm actually not expecting Superman, but really just sort of...Major League Competence like we haven't seen out there in awhile.
Like since...Andre Dawson maybe?
And if he hits pretty close to what's been advertised I'll be ecstatic.
(I was hoping Superman with Soriano - yeah there were the injuries, but I think there's more pressure coming to Wrigley than we think.)
So, just do well, Kosuke.
I've taken my kids to a ton of games at Wrigley, and they totally didn't get the punchline of this painting.
I said, "You know...the right field bleachers yell LEFT FIELD SUCKS and the left field bleachers yell RIGHT FIELD SUCKS."
Wyatt looks at me like I'm insane.
"Why would they do that?"
So, I guess next summer will be the Bleacher Break-In season for the kids...
And if you've never been to the bleachers, it is insane, it's really fun, and that's one of the uh, milder things you'll hear out there.