The Maple Street Press puts out a Cubs Annual every year, and 2010 is no different. Well, maybe it’s a little different.
Oh Derrek Lee. Why couldn’t you have been just a few inches shorter?
I know it was just a goof, but now I can’t stop thinking: what if Cubs Anal was, like, a thing? Maybe it means you get really uptight when the Cubs are playing. Maybe it’s a certain kind of intercourse that sounds like a good idea, is fairly uncomfortable, and feels like it lasts 100 years without a payoff. Or maybe it’s simply when the Cubs take a tough loss, right in the butt. I think I like that one.
“Fly ball to left field. Should be a routine play for Brown, and the Cubs will lock up the Wild Card. Oh no! No! He dropped it! Sigh. Well, that’s Cubs Anal for you.”
If you’d like to order the book, which I’m sure actually has some solid content inside (I swear, that one was not a pun), you can head over to BleedCubbieBlue.
h/t Sons of Ivy.