Nothing tops Bleachers at Wrigley

Greetings from an energized Windy City. This place is abuzz over the Cubs. After spending two straight games in the bleachers at Wrigley Field this week, it wouldn't take much more than a twist of my arm to return to my home town.
Watching Barry Bonds hit 752 and 753 was incredible. I might have been the only Cubs jersey-wearing fool in the bleachers cheering for Bonds' accomplishments. How quickly the fans here forget about Sammy Sosa. If you're going to throw Bonds into a negative light, Sosa should spearhead the group. And then throw in a zillion others. No matter what, Barry Bonds is one of the, if not the, best hitter in baseball history.
No cream, injection or illegal substance changed the way teams approach this guy. He is definitely the most feared hitter in our lifetime. After watching a pathetic Giants squad this week, I almost feel sorry for him. San Francisco has to have the worst lineup in the majors. Take a look at it sometime. They're awful ... and they play like it, too.
Now to the Cubbies! Alfonso Soriano is the man. Major League Baseball needs more guys like this. He takes time during each half inning to point at engage with the fans in the stands. He picks out one young fan to throw a ball in the top half of every inning. After each batter, Soriano looks back to inform the Bleacher Bums how many outs there are. Sometimes, he'll look toward the crowd and ask them how many outs there are. There is never a dull moment with this fan favorite. If only all the superstar players in this league reached out like Soriano does.