No kidding, how about this for the subect of an article. Cub fans are among the most knowledgeable in baseball. They turn out in droves to support the team because of a beautiful, historic ballpark that hasn't succumbed to needless modernization, and tends to exhibit a social environment of true cameraderie. Armed with a recent uptake in spending toward roster improvement, ownership has given fans a taste of postseason play and hope for an end to the nearly-60 year pennant drought. However, the ownership commitee has coupled this financial investment in competitiveness with poor upper management decisions (like the hiring of Minnesota Twins re-treads) serving to hamper, no torpedo, the fans' hopes of a World Series appearance. The Wrigley-faithful, above average in fan-intelligence by most accounts, cannot stomach such an obvious failure in the plan to bring a historic moment to their favorite environ, and their patience has worn off. What is there for a fan to do, who pays the salaries but is shuttered from the decision making? Aside from public protests outside the front gates (already been done) about all the thinking fan can do is boo, boo his little tail off, boo the lineup, boo the errors, boo the manager, boo the pitchers, and litter the field. To do otherwise is offering tacit approval of Andy MacPhail on down by virtue of each man's 100 bucks for the experience watching a lousy team at the greatest ballpark. Something like that.