Sandy Egg-o Memories

What a change 24 hours makes.

24 hours ago I was at the Tap Room with my peeps happy that my Cubs were one game away from the World Series. In my delirium I'd managed to forget the ghosts of 1984. In doing so, I broke the second commandment of Cubs Fandom. "Forgive, but never forget."

1984, the Cubs won the first two games of a 5 game NLCS against the San Diego Padres. I was 5 years old, and my heroes were one win from the World Series. Even at 5, I knew this was a pretty big deal. I'll never forget watching those games with my dad, in his cut-off jean shorts. The Cubs then lost the next 3 games to the Padres. They had 3 chances to win one game and they couldn't do it. I've forgiven The Sarge, Bull, Ryno, Penguin and the boys for breaking my 5 year old heart. And last night, I forgot for the first time in 19 years. The forgetting made today that much more painful. This is why Cubs fans are mandated to forgive but never forget. Things hurt that much more when you're reminded.

Last night I sat in my living room and saw how brilliantly the lineup can be when they fire on all cylinders. This was the promise that I knew was there. Today's game showed me the flatness that I'd come to expect. To borrow from my father. "They scored all their runs for the week today." Here's to hoping things turn around.

Last night was fun, though. Went out after the game, hit the Tap Room, took in the atmosphere and hit Perkins afterwards. All in all a good night. Thankfully we have tomorrow off from Cubsdom. Time to recover and get work done.

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