He may not be the Anti-christ but he is surely a fake and as dumb as a rock when it comes to his knowledge of baseball in his home city. One wonders if he was spending all his time with Bill Ayres instead of taking in a baseball game now and then.
Note the column today by John Kass in the Chicago Tribune.
Obama swings and misses at Sox lore
Wrigley Field Blame Rahm Emanuel for team’s No. 1 fan dropping the ball during interview
What's happening to President Barack Obama, America's No. 1 White Sox fan, is just absolutely terrible.
OK, sure, the poor guy committed a grievous baseball sin. But now he's taking a beating, the kind Cubs ace Carlos Zambrano would give his own catcher, or maybe his manager.
It almost reminds me of the time CBS' Katie Couric sweetly asked Sarah Palin what she liked to read. Palin drew a blank and reporters never let her live it down.
But I say, let's leave the poor president alone. After all, he's a White Sox fan, isn't he?
Obama's troubles started Monday after he threw out the ceremonial first pitch at the Washington Nationals home opener.
He threw lefty and missed the plate, which wasn't surprising. What was surprising is what happened after he joined announcer Rob Dibble in the booth for some happy talk.
Dibble commented on Obama's hat " a nicely faded black Sox cap " which the president proudly wore on the mound reminding all of us once again of the heroic team from Chicago that has actually won a World Series in the past 100 years.
Dibble asked the fateful question, one so easy that Hawk Harrelson would have called it a "can of corn."
Dibble: "Who was one of your favorite White Sox players growing up?"
Obama: "You know … uh … I thought that … you know … the truth is, that a lot of the Cubs I liked too."
Ouch. The silence between the stammers was excruciating. America's No. 1 Sox fan couldn't name one Sox player.
Not former players like Hall of Famer Carlton Fisk or future Hall of Famer Frank Thomas or manager Ozzie Guillen. The least he could have done was mention a current player, say grizzled veteran Paul Konerko or our spunky new leadoff man, the fleet-footed Slappy McPopup.
Slappy McPopup's real name is Juan Pierre, an ex-Cub. Slappy earned his nickname with a signature swing so weak that it regularly results in harmless pop flies, negating Slappy's one asset, his speed.
You wouldn't expect Obama to name Slappy. But you would expect a Sox fan to know the name of the ballpark.
"When I moved to Chicago," Obama babbled to Dibble, "I was living close to what was then Cominskey Park and went to a couple of games and just fell in love with it."
What's that? Come-in-ski? Is that how Obama invites the Russian foreign minister into the Oval Office during a diplomatic crisis?
Clearly, there was no teleprompter upon which White House media wizard David Axelrod could type the words "Pudge = Carlton Fisk" or "Big Hurt = Frank Thomas."
A panicked Obama tried to escape by using an old standby I've used myself, ripping on Cubs fans for delicately "sipping their wine" at ivy-covered Wrigley. Then it got worse.
"I did not become a Sox fan until I moved to Chicago," said Obama. "Because, you know, I was growing up in Hawaii, so I ended up being an Oakland A's fan."
The Oakland A's?
Back when Obama was learning the Chicago Way of politics in the late '80s and early '90s " and becoming a true White Sox fan " there were two teams hated by Sox fans.
One was the insufferable Yankees. The other was the insufferable Oakland A's. Their colors were putrid, and they had the obnoxious Roid Brothers, and that pitcher " not the drunk with the ridiculous mullet but the intimidating yet squeaky-voiced Dave Stewart.
Naturally, Obama's flubs drove sports bloggers crazy and then the Republicans and conservatives jumped on. And Cubs fans like my young friend Wings became upset because of that "sipping their wine" crack.
"Hey, I'm a Cubs fan and I can name more Sox players than the president," said Wings. "And I bet I've been to ‘Cominskey' more than he has too."
Perhaps. But in the spirit of outlawing all political anger in America, I say, let's leave Obama alone!
He's got a lot on his mind. As the leader of the free world, he's dealing with the likelihood of a nuclear Iran and the prospect of naming another liberal on the Supreme Court. There are only so many facts a man can keep in his head.
Clearly, he was ill-prepared for the big Dibble interview. But who is responsible for preparing the president?
Why, none other than the famous Cubs fan, White House chief of staff Rahm Emanuel.
Emanuel so loved the Cubs that in 2008, as a U.S. representative, he introduced a flowery resolution congratulating his Cubbies on the club's 10,000th victory.
Unfortunately for Emanuel, he flubbed it. For one thing, he misspelled the name of Cubs great Ryne Sandberg. Oh, and he insisted that Wrigley Field was at 1600 West Ashland, not exactly the Friendly Confines.
A Cubs fan who doesn't know where Wrigley sits has no business prepping America's No. 1 White Sox fan.
"I'm a South Side kid," Obama told Dibble. "I've got to make sure that (Sox chairman) Jerry Reinsdorf doesn't get too angry with me."
Don't worry, Mr. President. This will blow over. Just look how quickly the media stopped twisting the knife into Sarah Palin.
So keep wearing that Sox hat, big guy.
We know what's in your heart. It's about proud South Side black and silver.
See you at Cominskey sometime, sir.[/quote]