I have personally contacted all of our favorite people to see what they'll be working on in 2007, so here it is:

A. Ramirez:  I will always hustle out of the box, even if I know I just cracked one onto Waveland.  My bat will be there, so I'll continue to improve playing the hot corner.

M. Barrett:  If I get another chance, I'll sock Pierzynski and make it count this time.  I'll never wear one of those goofy hockey helmets behind the plate.  

A. Soriano:  I won't be content with swimming in my pool of gold coins (Ducktale's style), I'll actually care about winning.  

D. Lee:  I'll continue to bail out bad throws from my teammates.  My wrist will never get in the way of someone running down the first-base line.  More thoughts of a triple crown?

J. Jones:  I'll continue to use the best looking bat in the bigs.

M. Murton:  I won't care what other people think about me, cause I know I'm good.  

C. Izturis:  I'll find ways to stay off the DL and play like the gold-glover that I am.  I'll fulfill much needed productivity from the bottom of the order.  

M. Prior:  I will pitch in full body pads so I can live up to my potential and show all the nay-sayers that I am potentially the best pitcher in the league.  I will name my calves.

L. Piniella:  I promise to bring this team to the promised land, becoming the most loved person in all of Chicago.  I also promise at least one (very entertaining) encounter with an umpire per month.  All three infield bases will--at some point--end up in the outfield.

C. Zambrano:  Edmonds will taste my fury, 105 mph style.  Cy Young.  I will stay with the Cubbies until my arm falls off (in 2020).

K. Wood:  My loyalty will pay off, big time.

Bullpen:  My ERA will collectively be under 4.0, so will our collective college GPA.

And for us, we will continue to be the best fans in the world.  There is something to say about a group of people who devote a big (or small) part of their lives to a team many know as the 'loveable losers'.  Even my own family makes fun of me for having to see every pitch of every possible game--for filling out a scorecard at the Friendly Confines when being down by 6 runs in the 8th inning--for bleeding cubbie blue.  This is the year, I know it, the world is going to change.  Happy New Year everyone.