ABE RAPUCH

Being the Mayor of Clark Street is like being Mayor of the Moon: there aren't too many voters riding your back, and the leaping ability is fantastic. From the ballclub to the nightclub, Abe can hop from one to the other in a single bound. He knows that every Cub game is really a doubleheader, where the long nightcap is an odyssey in the local haunts after the Wrigley Field light towers have gone dark. If you visit Bernie's for the 10th inning, and hear a gristly baritone peal out whenever "Eve of Destruction" or Johnny Paycheck comes on the jukebox, that'll be Abe, singing lead. And the next morning you may feel, like Abe, the pain of September '69 all over again.