The Cubs Hater says the Northsiders are dust in the wind, but The Delusionist tells fans not to worry. The Fatalist ponders Historical Determinism, and The Girl reveals that she watched the seventh inning from behind her bathroom door…
Two Chicago teams. Eight baseball fanatics. Dozens of neuroses among them. As long as the Cubs are still playing, Chicago‘s editors and contributors, a group with more baggage than the United Terminal at O’Hare, will reveal their prejudices and vent their frustrations after each game. Here’s the roster of pundits…
From our August 2005 issue: Northwestern U. swimmer Matt Grevers steps up to a national platform.
Thinking of trying a new sport? Consider one of these seven summertime classics—with tips from pros for having more fun in the sun.
In an era when live major-league baseball has retreated to pleasure palaces packed with flashing videos, blaring music, and gut-busting food courts, has the old-fashioned game lost something? Across seven ballparks in seven days, one fan goes looking for an answer
Sneak Peek
Last Friday afternoon, a trusted FOD got tipped off that Graham Elliot (217 W. Huron St.; 312-624-9975)—still awaiting its liquor license at the time—was opening quietly that evening, and he had no trouble scoring a table. Considering the high profile Graham Elliot Bowles cuts on the dining scene, the début of the chef’s eagerly anticipated spot was relentlessly low profile. Then again, plenty of foodies must have heard the same…
See that chiseled pitching arm? That—and a knack for strikeouts—makes Cat Osterman the most feared woman in Olympic softball.
Examining Chicago’s odds of snaring the 2016 Olympics, factoring in thongs, apathy, and Coolio
Everywhere we turn, it seems as if our city has produced another hard-core female athlete: a tough, toned woman who can bench-press more than your boyfriend (and look hot doing it). Meet four up-and-comers.
No, folks, this typo is not an April Fools’ Day joke. The sculptor of the new Ernie Banks statue at Wrigley Field, unveiled Monday, really had no idea. We can’t tell if Flickr user kellyhafermann was just catching a reflection or if she noticed the error, but we thank her for this timely shot, uploaded today.
In case you, like sculptor Lou Cella, haven’t the faintest idea, the typo is a missing apostrophe. Be sure to check out other shots of the statue by Kelly…
