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What a way to end a season, huh? That was rough.

Certainly not the ending we’re used to as Chicago Bulls fans…you know, one that usually involves a banner being raised to the ceiling or a celebration in Grant Park.

But let’s put this in perspective, people. Miami is a better team than Chicago. This year’s Bulls team wasn’t the Bulls teams that won six championships in the 1990s. No, this was more like the Bulls teams that did really well – and then couldn’t get to the Finals because they were still a step or two away from becoming that team.

Derrick Rose had a great season. MVP for sure. But in the end, he didn’t deliver. He just didn’t look very good during any of the four losses in this series. Call it what you will: fatigue from the spectacular regular season, carrying the load too much, or just an incomplete maturation cycle of a player that has unlimited potential (which very likely will could someday produce an NBA title.) Whatever it was, he didn’t have it this series and more importantly, we as a team didn’t have enough to fight off the more talented Heat.

I’ve already heard a lot of people blaming the refereeing. Several points on that. 1) Yes, it seemed to favor the Heat. I’ll give you that…but keep reading though. 2) In the end, the Heat players made the plays needed to win the game and the Bulls players did not. Three 3-pointers made in the final minute or two by the Heat. No response from the Bulls. 3) I hate to say this (I am a die-hard Bulls fan) but let’s face it, people. We got every call for nearly a decade. The league DOES skew their calls in favor of their superstars. Unfortunately, #6 for Miami is a bigger star in the NBA’s eyes than #1 for Chicago right now. I know, it hurts…but the same stuff applies now as it did then. Probably always will. Let’s just hope that Rose gets to be more popular than LeBron ūüôā

All that being said, I’m not trying to cause a fight with my fellow Bulls fans. Just trying to see the big picture here that’s all. I wish the Bulls had won. I am most displeased that they lost and I am particularly bummed about the way they lost. But they did.

As I just told a friend of mine, I guess this at least frees up our evenings for the next several weeks. Gotta look on the bright side, right? Ok I am sure no one is looking on the bright side right now. I understand. It was a tough loss.

Kudos to the Bulls on a great season. At the very least it gave fans a reason to believe that at least something close to what we remember from the 90s could happen again. Hopefully someday it will.

Would you like cream with your communication equipment – err, coffee?

This is unbelievable: http://edition.cnn.com/2011/TRAVEL/01/05/canada.flight.diverted/

From the first paragraph of the article:

“A United Airlines flight from Chicago to Frankfurt, Germany, was diverted to Toronto this week after the pilot dumped a cup of coffee on the plane’s communication’s equipment. The unwanted liquid triggered a series of emergency codes, including one for a hijacking, according to Transport Canada, the agency that regulates transportation in Canada.”

Seriously? You couldn’t¬†find a travel mug with a lid on it? Is this really what’s going on in cockpits of airplanes? Ayiee. My fear of flying just notched up another level. I mean, really. An open cup of coffee next to the control panel of an airplane soaring through the sky with several hundred people on board?? If this doesn’t worry you, that’s great. I wish I could say the same.

Obviously I am glad the pilot made the choice to divert the plane in this situation. Better safe than sorry. But still, it never should have happened in the first place. Find a Thermos…drink it before you fly…anything but leaving a cup of coffee next to vital controls on the aircraft DURING THE FLIGHT!

Thank goodness¬†this didn’t cause the entire airplane to malfunction. Very happy about that. Still, I’m going to be watching what the flight attendants bring¬†to the pilots¬†the next time I step on a plane. Maybe I’ll bring a spare mug with me. You know, just in case it’s coffee time in the cockpit again.

So Long, Ron

I am being admittedly selfish by saying I felt like I had been robbed after hearing the news this morning that Chicago Cubs legend Ron Santo had passed away. The beloved Cub icon who was memorable for both his career at third base and in the broadcast booth succumbed to complications from bladder cancer last night.

Santo’s broadcast partner¬†Pat Hughes¬†put it best when he said, ‘The Cubs have lost their biggest fan.’¬†Ron Santo lived, breathed,¬†and bled the Chicago Cubs. He poured his heart and soul into every game.

He never was the prototypical broadcaster – and I loved that about him. Ronnie wasn’t afraid to call things as he saw them. Sometimes that meant criticizing poor play in a way that¬†others might shy away from in an effort to not rock the boat.¬†It also meant wildly cheering when others might refrain from showing too much emotion. And still more it meant agonizing over Cubs defeats in ways that every fan could relate to. For Ron, it hurt when the Cubs lost. For real Cubs fans, despite not being to the World Series in decades and despite not winning one in more than a century, every loss still hurts.

Ron Santo epitomized the plight of Chicago Cubs fans and that is part of what made him such an endearing figure to so many. Who could forget the playoff run in 1998 and Ron’s ‘Oh no!‘ call after Brant Brown dropped that fly ball? I still remember sitting at my desk listening to that call on WGN radio¬†and losing it right along with him. Just heard Hughes tell¬†a story of how Jim Riggleman, the manager of the Cubs at the time, was actually consoling Ron after the game. Not every day you see a manager having to console a broadcaster after a loss but that’s how passionate¬†Ron was about the Cubs.

There were so many other ups and downs that we all experienced with him behind the microphone. He was like an extension of every fan in that booth, except he was the one actually calling the games on the air.

What also made Ron Santo endearing was his effort to increase awareness of diabetes and his charitable work for the Juvenile Diabetes Research Foundation. A sufferer of diabetes himself, Ron did everything he could to help others with the disease. He also did his part to try to find a way to prevent others from suffering a similar fate. His Walk to Cure Diabetes and other efforts raised millions of dollars for diabetes research.

Heard a story on the radio this morning that often times he would be on the phone taking calls from diabetes patients, letting them know what to expect and encouraging them Рeven as the game had already started. Pretty much sums up what kind of a guy Ronnie was.

Getting back to what I said at the beginning…I really do feel robbed in a way today. Ron Santo was a part of my life and countless other people’s lives, despite the fact that most of us never met him. Selfishly I wish he was still around so I could hear more games with him behind the microphone.

For me Ron Santo meant summer afternoons growing up, listening to the Cubs on the radio while playing outside and¬†hanging out with my family. I love those days.¬†Ron’s passing makes me really long for those days. The memories of those simple summer afternoons¬†being spent with my Mom and Dad and my sister,¬†listening to¬†our favorite team and cheering (and groaning) along with Ronnie as the¬†Cubs took us on their annual journey are priceless to me.

Life most definitely goes on and those of us who bleed Cubbie blue will continue to ride the rollercoaster. It will just be different, that’s all. Ron Santo had a¬†positive attitude like few others out there, he was completely dedicated to what he loved, and was just an all around decent human being. He was a gift to all of us. In the end I’m just glad to have had the opportunity to listen to him all of those times.

Thanks for the memories, Ronnie. Something tells me you’ve already started pulling some strings for us up there in Heaven…maybe this year will finally be our year ūüôā