Re: Why do Reds fans hate the Cubs?
My active dislike of the Cubs began when I recieved my first baseball glove from my Grandfather when I was getting ready to start T-Ball. My maternal Grandfather was a diehard Reds fan and at the time was very fond of Buddy Bell. He got me a Wilson Ballhawk model glove, with a Buddy Bell signature in the pocket. It is such a good glove that I used it for at least 4 years, my brother (12 years younger than me) used it for 3 years and my son (currently three years old) will probably use it when he starts T-Ball. My Father's family is pure Cubs. They live and die cubs. My paternal Grandparents would routinely go to Arizona for spring training. My father is one of 13 children. They mostly have large families as well. Other than my brother, and one cousin. The rest are Cubs fans.
I remember being so proud of my glove and going to play ball with my cousins for the first time, and them just belittling Buddy Bell. I didn't understand why they were doing it, I was just 5 years old. As I grew I spent lots of time with my maternal Grandfather. I became a huge fan of Eric Davis and Barry Larkin. I had a shirt that featured both of them around 1989 and my cousins started in on me about how Jerome Walton and Shawn Dunston were far superior players. I went home and pulled out my baseball cards and looked at the stats and the truth began to dawn on me- Cubs fans are just stupid.
I have 4 cousins that are within a year of my age. The other Reds fan and 3 Cubs fans. We were all in college during Sosa and McGuire's chase for the record. We saw Sosa's 60th, in an improbable Cubs comeback against the Brewers. After the game, my cousins wanted to go down to the players entrance and I said what the heck. They stood around like some slobbering kids. The great Cubs. Henry Rodriguez walked by the fans and said "We do it all for you" and the fans were literally moved to tears. My other Reds compatriot, and I just looked at each other and I think I threw up in my mouth.
I revelled in the glory of that series during the last week of last season, as my relatives blamed the Reds for the Cubs implosion. According to them the Reds played dirty. I can't underscore how much I loved watching them bellyache about their poor Cubs.
Whenever you get mad over a called strike or ball on a close pitch, it's the equivalent of being mad at the QB pump-faking one time before throwing a pass in your average NFL game. ---Caveat Emperor