Very few people in this world don't like Paul Molitor. Why? Because he's a Hall of Fame charmer, and there is no rational reason to hate the guy. Take me for example, I love him. But I have a story about a man whose day was once ruined by Molly.
My buddy, who is an avid Cubs fan -- we'll call him John, since that's his name -- was at a Tom Petty concert recently, and he had a backstage pass. Naturally, he was pumped out of his mind. After waiting in line for hours for the opportunity to meet the rock and roll legend, he began to grow impatient.