I shouldn't even lend a link to it, but this completely proves that this side of town is completely, utterly ridiculous, stupid and hopeless. Further reaffirming that I truly don't belong up here. And that's being nice...

1. This is so beyond gross. Why would anyone even think about eating the dissolved remains of a baseball? Or any sports gear, for that matter?
2. This is so beyond anything comprehensible. Why would anyone, even if "it's fun to be silly" about something like this, feel the need to go to the restaurant and eat part of the Bartman ball?
3. This is so beyond reality. I'm sure there are Cub fans out there who will do it actually thinking that it will somehow magically help the Cubs get rid of the curse or whatever bullcrap they're calling it now. If they want to eat something causing the curse, maybe they should eat Billy the Goat or the Black Cat of '69 (or whenever...I don't really care...).

Now that the Red Sox have won the World Series and stupid Red Sox fans have NOTHING to complain about ANYMORE, I actually hope the Cubs win soon, believe it or not, just so this ridiculousness stops. I can deal with the euphoria of Cubs fans for a year in return for them to just shut the hell up already and stop being stupid.

Now, as a sports fan, I can understand exploding the ball as a spectacle. Silly, but fun. Ha, ha. OK, I can live with that. (Hell, White Sox fans would have probably done the same.) But who at Harry Caray's actually thought and suggested, "Hey, I've always wanted to try eating a baseball, so why don't we allow fans to EAT the ball?" WTF?

I mean, it doesn't even fit any cliches...blowing up the cause of this perceived curse? OK...makes sense, in a public-relations move kind of way. But, EATING the curse? DIGESTING the curse? Where's the connection? How does this work?

Besides, if any piece of equipment should be blown up and eaten, it's Alex Gonzalez's glove.