- Jane Neumann
- Governor Pat Quinn at last night’s Sox-Cubs game on the south side.
It was a beautiful evening for baseball, finally, so the governor and I decided to take in the White Sox-Cubs game at U.S. Cellular.
In the middle of the fourth inning, my wife nudged me and whispered, “Isn’t that the governor in front of us?”
“But why in the upper deck?”
The game itself was a tedious affair. It lasted more than four hours and seemed longer. Cubs batters hit three homers; Sox pitchers hit three Cubs batters. (One of them, Welington Castillo, got nailed twice.) Each at bat seemed like an endless filibuster, the pitchers working slowly, the batters fouling off pitch after pitch. With a count of one and one, you could visit the restroom, grab a beer, buy a brat, and get back to your seat for the three-two pitch.
