Each Chicago sports team has a soundtrack all their own. The instrumental version of "Bear Down Chicago Bears" plays before, during, and after each Sunday Bears game. The song has outlived the dated "Superbowl Shuffle"--and with good reason. The Bulls set the standard for announcing the starting lineup thanks to "Sirius" by The Alan Parsons Project. We also can't forget the contributions made by Gary Glitter's "Rock & Roll, Part II" during the 1990s (a song many incorrectly believe is called "Na-Nah-Nah-Nah-Nah-HEY!"). The White Sox go hand-in-hand with "Thunderstruck" by AC/DC as well as Journey's "Don't Stop Believin" thanks to the 2005 World Series run. That brings us to the Cubs who really haven't won anything. They're stuck with the classic "Go Cubs Go" as well as that Eddie Vedder gem from the 2008 series called "All The Way (Until We Get Swept in the First Round)". Finally, we move to the Blackhawks. Somehow, a 2006 song about a high class British prostitute called "Chelsea Dagger" has become synonymous with the Hawks. It's also a song that makes my ears bleed. As a Chicagoan, I feel it is my duty to eat deep dish pizza, frequent Navy Pier, and refer to the living room as the "fronch room"--despite not liking any of those things. The same can be said for the Hawks. I've never been a fan, but certainly root for them. However, I can't stand that stupid song that every media outlet plays whenever conversation turns to hockey. Am I wrong to feel this way?
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