So this is sports in the Windy City: Just outside Wrigley Field at the corner of Addison and Clark, a short toss from the iconic red marquee over the main entrance to where the Cubs have broken hearts for the better part of 100 years, is a guy who hawks T-shirts.
The line was three people deep outside the Cashman Field box office, and two were typically intelligent Dodgers fans from Oxnard, Calif., searching for a way to make their money last longer than a few hands at the tables. The other person was my Review-Journal colleague, Ron Kantowski.
