Ever notice how Chicagoans are really into songs and TV shows about Chicago?
You probably won’t admit to it, but I will. I’ve watched shows simply because they’re set in my city.
Exhibits A and B:
This show wasn’t great, but it wasn’t bad. If it was on, I’d give it a half an hour, if only for Jim Gaffigan and the chance to call out cheesy Cubs references.
I first watched an episode as research for work. For real. It’s pretty hilarious in an Always Sunny-wanna-be-but-with-fantasy-sports-kinda-way. Plus, get this…it’s set in Chicago.
The list continues. Like Happy Endings, Boss, Mike and Molly and Whitney and 10 others that probably didn’t make it past Sweeps Week.
I don’t need to tell you there have been a million shows, songs, books and movies focused around the Windy City. For example, just today my ice cream making BFF Lisa sent me this song, aptly named “Chicago” by North Highlands. We’ve just hit the tip of the iceberg, my friends.
Are we so vain that we never get sick of watching and hearing about ourselves or our city?
Nah. I’d like to think there’s a thrill in catching a glimpse of a familiar skyline. And a sense of pride in seeing our city (however inaccurately) depicted.
In the same way that people in Seattle loovvvveee Fraiser and people in New York loovvvveee Sex and the City, right?