{B0} Cubs Win!!!
Yeah, that's a Harry emoticon. It works, kinda. . .but that's not important right now. For the first time in 95 years, the Cubs have won a playoff series. For the first time in 14 years, they're back in the NLCS.
I've been a Cubs fan all my life and I've been raised to believe that the Cubs will always let you down. They don't mean to do it, they're just incapable of doing anything else. It's like having a spouse who cheats on you, kinda. They did it once, and no matter how often they say they won't do it again, they will. They're just incapable of doing otherwise; it's the way of the world.
I'm one of the fortunate ones, I've only been around for 24 seasons. My parents have been around for 32 of them, the folks I really feel sorry for are the ones who've been around longer, who remember the heartache of 1969, of 1945. . .and earlier. The ones who've been waiting for the return to glory that seems to be just around the corner. Wait until next year, they say. . .and next year never comes.
Next year hasn't arrived, not by a long shot. The Cubs haven't won anything, they're just in a position to actually win something. We've been to this level twice in the past 20 years only to come up short. In a surprise to everyone, my father is looking on the bright side for a change. He believes, his faith has been restored. He won't talk about 1984, or 1969 he's just looking ahead. It's amazing.
I called home at intervals during the game, I'd talk to Dad while Mom would scream at the TV in the background. Nena would call and check in from a hotel bar in Tucson. She was watching the game with some other women who were in town on business. I guess they felt better sitting there with the SigO of a Cubs fan. Or something. I even called JLo when things got tense in the later innings. And that's what's interesting about being a Cubs fan, it's a family affair. Nena had no interest in baseball, until she saw how much people believed in this team. I'm not JLo's brother, but through this connection she's my sista fromanotha mista. Through this team, large chunks of the city are united with each other, and with the expats wherever we may be. Thankfully and surprisingly the team seems to understand this too. They know that C on their chest means something important.
Once again tonight, after dousing each other with champagne, they ran back onto the field to douse the fans that had made the trip down to Atlanta to see them. Driving all those hours just to support their team. Faith. Faith is a powerful thing.
On the streets of Wrigleyville, folks are singing and dancing in the streets, and I wish I was one of them. All I could do from my apt in L-Town is watch on TV, and call friends. It's just not the same and it made me pretty homesick. I guess that's part of the attraction though; the Cubs are my link to home. No matter where I go, or what I do I'll always have my Cubs hat on my head, and my home in my heart.
Go Cubs.
Y'know, I'm not even in the family, but I can tell it'd be a family I'd be proud to be in.
I don't know if I'm just skewed or ir there really is a cosmic synergy between our teams, our families. I think I believe, despite myself. I hate to speak, lest I jinx, but I'd love to see a Sox/Cubbies series. But in a way, I have to wonder... if either of our teams ever win, what will we have to hang out hat on if not our martyrdom?
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yeah, it's just been bizarre
also, good reaction, Yukino
good to see you 'round these parts
There was a guy on the bus this morning wearing a Cubs hat.
I looked upon him as a kindred spirit.
M was ready to wring my neck from me bouncing around the bedroom after the game was over last night.
Thomas, my comment from LJ stands.