[Congressional Record (Bound Edition), Volume 149 (2003), Part 18]
[Senate]
[Page 24812]
[From the U.S. Government Publishing Office, www.gpo.gov]




                            OUR BELOVED CUBS

  Mr. DURBIN. Mr. President, I beg the forgiveness of my colleagues for 
this statement which I wrote rather quickly this morning.

       There is weeping on Waveland,
       And Sheffield is dark,
       Another sad ending
       At Addison and Clark.
       The Cubbies lost the big one
       In the very last game.
       A season so different
       Has ended the same.
       There's no joy in Wrigleyville
       As the ivy turns brown,
       But who can forget,
       The Cubs lit up the town.
       Our Boys of Summer
       Were a loveable crew,
       With Sosa, Lofton,
       And Moises Alou.
       Prior, Wood, and Zambrano
       Threw fire at our foes,
       And we counted Farnsworth
       And Borowski to close.
       Ramirez, Gonzales,
       Grudzielanek, and Karros,
       Joined Miller and Bako
       To keep the games close.
       Our skipper was new
       From the city by the Bay
       But ``In Dusty we Trusty''
       From opener to closing day.
       If Baker was the brains,
       Each win had another part.
       Our perfect 10, Ron Santo,
       Was in every Cubby's heart.
       America, we thank you
       For loving the Cubs,
       For cheering our long shots
       In your living rooms and pubs.
       Now in our despair
       There's one thing to say.
       Spring training is only
       Four months away.
       Next spring when the green
       Is back on the vines,
       Cubs fans will pour
       Into the Friendly Confines.
       America, don't give up,
       Don't falter, don't grieve.
       If you wanna be a Cub fan,
       You gotta believe.

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