Can't anyone here play this game?
CHICAGO -- This isn't a cry for pity. Consider it more of a plea for empathy.
Put yourselves, for a few moments, in the shoes and insulated wool socks of a Chicago sportswriter. The dilemma, as I've come to understand it, is this: What do you want to be?
A constant grump who writes that the sky is falling and is reasonably accurate? Or an optimist who tries to persuade readers to remain open-minded to the possibility that something nice might actually happen?
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