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Sometimes you've just gotta get it off your chest

Twenty five years ago today, Cubs manager Lee Elia had had just about enough. And it was still ****ing April.

Have a listen here.

* In answer to a request, here's an uncensored version. Do not play this at work.

Comments (5)

Susan:

Wouldn't it be nice to be that candid in a meeting? Talk about communicating without corporatespeak.

Rueben:

"The name of the game is hit the ball, catch the ball and the get the...job done." Imagine if every organization could boil down their fancy pants mission statements to something that simple and clear.

Yes, but it's his utter contempt for the customer (the chilly, under-employed goofs that paid Elia's salary) that tickles the **** out of me.

Really! How many of us would love our work so much more if we didn't have to satisfy customers who were such stubborn philistines with such unreasonable demands and such an obnoxious way of making those demands known!??!??!

Rueben:

Absolutely. And the great thing is, probably not one person among "the 15%" actually stopped going to games. He probably just gave them one more thing to bitch about.

Kudos to Ragan for conveniently organizing the CCC so I'll be able to catch a Cubs game, by the way. What better way to spend a spring Friday afternoon? And as I sit there, I'll be looking around at everyone else and wondering how many of them are unemployed.

Ah, it's a different ethic now, Rueben. First of all, it's too expensive for the unemployed to go to a baseball game now. Secondly, all the games are sold out so you usually have to plan far in advance to go to a game. It's much harder to live that life of Riley: Reading the want-ads during batting practice.

But it's fun to imagine a ballpark half-filled with booing slouches.

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