
i spent the afternoon watching another wonderful wgn broadcast of the chicago baseball cubs as they embarrassed the pirates. midway through the game, as i was keeping score at home, i wondered why nobody sells the mlb team pants. you see jerseys, t-shirts, jackets, hats, and the like all over the place, but the one thing you never see is a pair of chicago cubs home uniform pants. that's a shame, because i would like wearing them on game day to support the team. you wouldn't have to wear the jersey as well, then it would look like you're ready for halloween. think about all the things you could pair with some white and blue pinstriped cubs trousers. mlb.com, are you listening? also, on a separate, but related note, i decided i'm going to apply for the job of first base coach for the schaumburg flyers this season. that's got to be the easiest job, all you have to do is tell the hitter "nice hit kid" and give them a pat. occasionally, you may have to collect a foot or elbow protector, but that's about as stressful as the job gets. nothing is riding on the job either, when's the last time you heard matt sinatro being blamed for a tough cubbie loss? i know what you're all asking, patrick, why not just become a special assistant to the manager like ivan dejesus is to lou piniella? the answer is, because i have no idea what he does, but the job sounds intense. i probably shouldn't be counted on to keep the dugout full of big league chew and ensure the gatorade coolers are at appropriate throwing weights. i'm horrible with numbers, and i forget things very quickly. well, if first base coach doesn't work out, there's always bullpen catcher.











