I hate to bash Mr. Cub, but c’mon already. This is like when grandpa got into the Christmas wine a few hours early. All the wild gesticulation definitely isn’t necessary, but keeping up with the song is. Ernie might have to retire from singing after this.
Ernie was the first ballplayer I can remember who would wear his own ‘Mr. Cub’ logo hat everywhere instead of a regular blue Cubs cap. I always hated that. We all know who he is for crissake. But he wanted to have his own ‘brand’ like all the other cool kids, so he completely eschewed the team and logo that made him a household name. I plan on doing that someday too. When all your kids are wearing one of my fancy ‘CC’ logo caps around town to church and whatnot, I’ll just grab whatever they have at the souvenir stand on the way into the ballpark and sport that for a year or so, like always.
