stop talking about the cat, already!

A cat ran across wrigley field last night during the Cubs-Cincinatti game. Now people are talking about the NLCS in 1969 and the black cat that ran onto the field and circled Ron Santo as he prepared to come up to the plate. “it’s the curse!” i heard people say after the game last night while i was tending bar at Jake’s Pub. i wanted to scream, “get real, you drunk fools. that cat wasn’t even black! it was like a tabby. tabbies aren’t bad luck. now scram.” but i didn’t say that. i’m a professional and i got to make a sale.

I’m just woried that this Tabby Cat Curse is gonna take attention away from the Rowengartner Curse, which is not good. i struggle enough as it is to compete with the young pitchers trying to move up to the MLB like me.  Now my curse has to compete with other curses?

next thing you know people will start bringing up the billy goat curse. hello, that’s old news. remember 1993 when i helped pitch the cubs to world series victory? the billy goat curse was lifted and with that, so was the 1969 black cat curse. slate wiped clean. ’nuff said.

So let’s stop talking about cats and start talking about things that really count like a former teenage miracle relief pitcher and how we get him back onto the team that needs him.

-Henry Rowengartner

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