WGN gives good promo and they did a nice job this year with some “testimonial” ads. Here’s a preview of them, and one of these guys is going to change his mind before his real promo airs.
Let’s look at all of them:
Not bad, but I’m worried about what Steve meant by his father “unleashing” a bottle of champagne. Did he hit Steve’s mom with it?
What Steph left out was that we used to watch the Cubs together without pants. And her dad hated Irish guys. And the Cubs. And paying for her ProActiv.
OK, Mark. Two things. I would have liked to have watched this, except thanks to archaic blackout rules the rescheduled hurricane game was only shown locally on WGN. I listened to Pat and Ron do the game until the ninth, when ESPN picked up Len and Bob for the final three outs. Second, you took a picture of the line score, not the boxscore. And if it’s cold enough for a sweatshirt and a coat, zip at least one of those up, you layer wearing posing douche.
Oh, and in the teaser you said the Kerry Wood game was your favorite. Maybe the Zambrano game was your dog’s favorite since you felt the need to tell us that he watched it with you and your life partner…I meant friend, what did I say?
This one’s my favorite. He picks the kind of game that a real fan would pick, and he does a passable Brickhouse impersonation. And who knew there would be a black Cubs fan in Harvey?
And I’m pretty sure Ron Leflore used to hire this guy to babysit his kid, too.
Thank you Kathy for depressing the shit out of us.
Of course, somebody had to pick a loss. Too bad the Bartman game was on Fox, or one of you sadists could have picked that one. And how many TVs did your family have in the 70s that you were stacking them to watch sporting events on the four channels you got? Maybe you could have saved money and painted your house?
So if they’d picked me for a promo, what moment would I have picked?
It involves a Cubs legend who recently lost an eye to a Brian McCann foul ball.
September 9, 1989, Cardinals at Cubs. The Cubs had lost on Friday and their lead was down to a half game, and trailed 2-1 in the eighth, when Whitey Herzog brought Dan Quisenberry in to get out of a jam, and Luis Salazar’s two out single scored Dwight Smith.
Fast forward to the bottom of the tenth, and Salazar is up again with Andre Dawson on first and one out. Salazar rifled one to right field and Dawson did a half sprint, half limp, around second, around third and home, as Harry went crazy, Wrigley went crazy and the lead went back to a game and a half. The Cubs went 14-6 the rest of the way and left the Cardinals and the rest of the NL East in the dust. What I remember was watching it in the living room with my dad (sorry, Mark, I’m not sure where the dog was) and we both stood up and spontaneously waved Dawson home. Good times. And the 1989 Cubs are maybe my favorite of all time. They came from nowhere, entertained the hell out of us, and then, unfortunately went right back to nowhere.