“They’re really, really behind you around here… my f–kin’ ass. I’ll tell you one f–kin’ thing, I hope we get f–kin’ hotter than s–t, just to stuff it up them 3,000 f–kin’ people that show up every f–kin’ day, because if they’re the real Chicago f–kin’ fans, they can kiss my f–kin’ ass right downtown and PRINT IT. “F–k those f–kin’ fans who come out here and say they’re Cub fans that are supposed to be behind you rippin’ every f–kin’ thing you do. “Well, this is one of them days, yooooo.” The fans were on his ass, and he was tired of these lazy, out-of-work bleacher bums ripping his team.Īs the great poet Fred Durst went on to say 16 years later, “How many people here ever woke up one morning and just decided it wasn’t one of those days and you’re gonna break some s–t?” The Cubs were 5-14, Lee Elia was an old salty dog in his mid-40s - he’s now 85 and still kicking - who’d been through some baseball wars and he hit his breaking point. The announced attendance that day at Wrigley was just 9,391. This one was LOADED with profanity to the point where it’s easy to lose track of the f-bombs that Elia dropped into sports reporter Les Grobstein’s mic after a 4-3 Aploss to the Los Angeles Dodgers. While baseball nerds are busy playing with their statistics and shifting fielders to play the percentages, those of us who miss balls to the wall baseball are reminded today that it’s been 40 years since Cubs manager Lee Elia let loose with one of the greatest, if not THE greatest, managerial rants in the history of sports.
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