Come to Think of it...For Cubs Fans, It's a Thin Line Between Love and Hate

I love the Cubs.

I hate the Cubs.

I love the way they played during the regular season, winning 97 games.

I hate the way they played in the playoffs, getting swept by the Dodgers.

I love Wrigley Field—the ivy in full bloom, the roar of the crowd.

I hate when they call it "the friendly confines."

I love the rich tradition and heritage of the Cubs, one of baseball's charter teams.

I hate the century of losing.

I love our offense during the regular season; it was the best in the league.

I hate our offense in the playoffs, it is nonexistant.

I love Carlos Zambrano's passion.

I hate the way he loses his cool on the mound.

I love that the Cubs finally made a splash and signed a big name free agent for once.

I hate that it was Alfonso Soriano.

I love that the Cubs went outside the box to sign a Japanese player.

I hate that they're spending $12 million per year on a glorified defensive replacement.

I love the way Mark DeRosa plays the game.

I hate that we couldn't get Brian Roberts.

I love the talent of Rich Harden.

I hate his fragile nature.

I love the seventh inning stretch.

I hate the stupid guest conductors.

I love summer in Chicago.

I hate winter in Chicago.

I love the old charm of Wrigley Field.

I hate the lack of basic ammenities.

I love the new song by Eddie Vedder.

I hate "Go Cubs Go."

I love the Cubs.

Come to think of it...I hate the Cubs.