I don't know how many thousands of Cubs games I've watched over the last 35 years. I've loved players that probably most of you guys have never heard of, convinced that some of them would be part of the team that finally got it done. I've spent just as much time if not more wondering, maybe even doubting, that I would ever see this happen in my lifetime. I'm not a believer in curses but when your history includes the called shot, the goat, the Lou Brock trade, the black cat in 69, 1984, 2003, the sweeps in 2007 and 2008, well....you can start believing in just about anything. I've yet to completely process what happened last night, not just for me, but for the millions of people who have agonized with the Cubs for years upon years, decades upon decades.
I've posted this picture a few times over the last several years. To me, it perfectly encapsulates both the expectations and the anguish of Cub fandom. I hope this guy, and the people he represents, is experiencing a high more intense and more long-lasting than all the lows he's suffered through over the years.
I've posted this picture a few times over the last several years. To me, it perfectly encapsulates both the expectations and the anguish of Cub fandom. I hope this guy, and the people he represents, is experiencing a high more intense and more long-lasting than all the lows he's suffered through over the years.