  Overheard last night the setting: the sidewalk in front of the North End, a gay bar packed with people watching the last few innings of the Splendid Bowl (or whatever it's called) dramatis personæ: a cluster of Chicago Gay Men's Chorus members accustomed to unwinding after rehearsal in the usually empty bar -- but unwilling to enter last night given the size of the crowd and the subject matter on the TV screens A car pulls up. Someone shouts, "Who's winning? " The chorus members look at each other with marked incredulity. Someone shouts back, "Who's playing ? " 
