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Dear Mrs. Zulkey.com on Baseball (and Gardening Again)

Dear Mrs. Zulkey.com:

If I might change the subject from gardening to baseball, I need information from an all-knowing source. Would you please tell me whether this year I can count on my beloved White Sox to win the pennant?

Back to gardening. Where did all of the chipmunks come from?

The answer,simply, is yes. The Sox (the WHITE ones) will not only take the pennant, but the series as well. So, book your flights, make your hotel reservations, save all your programs.

However, being Chicago baseball (American League) fans, we are not to speak of it. Not even to one another. It's a rule in this town. We have to pretend we're not even noticing that we have the best record in all of baseball. We have to pretend we're sympathetically interested in the curses, mishaps, maladies, tragedies and gosh-darn bad luck which continue to plage the north siders. We have to pretend that Comiskey Park (sic) is a dangerous, violent place, so that only our supersecret society of hooligan fans attend. We have to pretend we only buy Sox tickets because we can't afford scalper's prices to get us into Wrigley Stadium. We have to pretend we can sing "Take Me Out fo the Ballgame" all by ourselves. We have to pretend we only stay until the end of the game in order to enjoy the fireworks display afterwards. We have to pretend only one team in this city has been going through a a little dry spell lately. I'm counting on you to keep our Code. If you see me at the game--you don't know me.

Please destroy this message after you read it.

PS The chipmunks come from Canada. The French-speaking regions. I blame NAFTA.

Go Sox.

Mrs. Zulkey.com is my mom and latest advice columnist. Ask her a question and she will answer. She recently broke 90 in her golf game. She might also make you a fancy salad but will not make you any cookies.