That may be over soon. The old Chicago Cubs, fulfilling the spirit of Henry Pritikin's last words, have thrown off the old and have been born anew. They're winning, at last, and they're packing in the Friendly Confines as never before. Harry Caray is leading them in song, Bill Veeck is eating his lamb chops in center-field, and Handy Andy Pafko is picking them and pulling for them in Mount Prospect. And the fans are winging in from all points to watch the show.
Kevin Kellogg, 27, an engineer for a television station in Phoenix, had to laugh at himself. "I flew in from Phoenix on a $289 air fare and I'm staying in a hotel room for $85 a night," he said, "all so I could go watch a $3 baseball game. Isn't America great!"