I heard the funniest thing listening to the Cubs/Yankee game today on the radio. At the top of the 9th they are observing the bird collecting on the rooftop during the 8th inning. They said they always know when the game is about to end and start getting ready for the fans to leave to eat the leftover food. “How do they know it’s the 8th inning?” I was cracking up.

Those are some pretty smart fucking birds in Chicago.