Ask Keith Moreland or Burt Hooten. The curse on the Cubs is powerful mojo. Baseball is the most superstitious game. Maybe it's because all the balls are made in the voodoo capital of the world. Whatever it is, most players know it is nothing to fool around with.
The legend says that a man and his pet goat were ejected from Wrigley field. In Texas we know that livestock is no big deal in stadium or a bar, or a church for that matter, but in Chitown, despite bleating protestations the goat still had to go. As he exited "Billy Goat" Sianis put a curse on the Cubs condemning them to never winning the World Series. 102 years later, from Mr. Cub to Steroid Slammin' Sammy and all the great players in between, still no Series rings.
Apparently, the portly proprietor of venerated UFCU Disch Falk field in Austin has decided to tempt fate. After nineteen seasons of occasional brief water and potty breaks during the course of my workday I am now forbidden to use this state facility.
Fine. We all endure the profound rudeness and arrogance of the UT baseball players, knowing that they're just juvenile country boys who might grow out of it. This is however, too much. It is unwarranted and reeks of the same assholiness that oozes from the preponderance of latent groupies that prowl "the Dish."
It may be hard to tell as the UT baseball has underachieved in recent years despite having the best white recruits in the nation at every position year in and year out.
A coworker, we'll call him DJ Pop Bottle, fearing the prospect of this curse told me that the rule has been in effect for two years. If this is true, it still doesn't make it OK. It only makes me wonder if someone else threw down the mojo in Augie's pre-DUI days some time after Huston Street brought his father's football mentality in '02 and Taylor Teagarden QB'd the overacheiving '05 team to win the LAST COLLEGE WORLD SERIES' THE LONGHORNS WILL EVER WIN.
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