This post should be short and sweet, unlike baseball season. Don’t get me wrong, I’m enjoying learning even more about players and other teams through my fantasy baseball league (still hanging in there in third place), and who knew the MLB network could be so informational, but alas, I am a Cubs fan.
I’m pretty sure that’s all I need to say. Those two simple words should explain it all: Cubs fan. But after a weekend of back-to-back game-winning homers by Pujols, Zambrano’s post-game explosion (not shocked, not at all) and the ensuing brouhaha, I’m again reminded why I usually don’t follow the season too closely until the pennant races truly begin. It’s just too painful. And I don’t see this pain subsiding anytime soon.
But I still love the Cubs. I love Wrigley Field. I love the history, well, maybe minus the goat and the post-season meltdowns, but I remain, dare I say it, hopeful. So I will weather the storm, as will many Cubs fans because it’s what we do best as we wait for football season (obviously, I’m in lock-out denial), because just think how sweet it will be when it finally happens. Holy cow.
And while I guiltily follow the Giants (I consider it justifiable with a former Shocker, Conor Gillaspie, being called up), I’ll dream of more than just runs within the Friendly Confines. Much more.
Saints Brickhouse, Caray and Santos, hear our prayer.