Top five reasons why I hate Notre Dame
posted: 12.03.09 at 12:00 AM
filed under: sports
Hate is such a strong word. At times, it isn’t strong enough.
Last spring, I chronicled ten different reasons that explain my contempt for the Chicago Cubs. I noted that I merely dislike most rival teams, and that there are few teams that I truly hate, aside from the Cubs.
The Notre Dame Fighting Irish are worthy of such scorn. If I were to summon any more energy to apply towards my hatred of the Irish, I would surely perish from extreme physical exhaustion.
St. Patrick’s Day in Chicago sucks
posted: 03.17.09 at 12:00 AM
filed under: chicago
St. Patrick’s Day is celebrated throughout the world, but Chicagoans commemorate the holiday with uncommon zeal. The Chicago River is dyed green. The city hosts not one, but two separate parades. Bars across the city shamelessly abandon their distinctive character and embrace everything Irish, including odd green beer.
These traditions are all charming. As a person of Irish descent – bokeen is a Gaelic name – I appreciate the enthusiasm for the holiday. However, the observance of St. Patrick’s Day has one exceptionally dreadful side effect: a vast number of Frat Boy Meatballs pack virtually every bar in the city.

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