In case you haven’t heard (like maybe you haven’t turned on your television or opened your eyes for the past few weeks), but the Cubs are going to the World Series. That’s a big deal around here. Not for me, necessarily, but for this city. People are out of their mind. And it’s so much fun. For context, the Cubs haven’t been to the World Series since 1945 and haven’t actually won since 1908. If you’re keeping track, that is a hell of a lot of years ago.
If you were to take a walk in my neighborhood right now, let me tell you what you would see. W’s. W’s everywhere. On flags outside of houses, cars, on shirts, everywhere. You’d see lots of blue. SO MUCH BLUE. And if you were sitting in my house with me this past Saturday night after they clinched the division, you would have heard singing and screaming and fireworks and car horns.
Full disclosure, I am not a huge baseball fan. We were always a football family, and I had only room in my die-hard heart for one team (lookin’ at you, Packers). But my extended family has always been Cubs fans. Growing up, I went to Wrigley Field in the summers and it was magic. There was something about that field that just made me giddy. Looking back, it very well could have been the sugar rush from the cotton candy I inhaled, but still. I was jazzed to be there. David and I went to a game with my parents this summer, and I stay true to my word. Wrigleyville at game time is SO FUN. Now, Wrigleyville at any other given time is nasty and fratty and you will for sure get your wallet stolen and beer spilled on you by some bro named Nick (sorry Nick). Even sitting in the nosebleeds (which is my 5 foot self’s favorite place to be because I can see everything), life is great. Like $12-a-beer-and-I’m-still-happy great.
I typically give my fair share of trash talk to bandwagon fans, but I have to admit. It is so hard NOT to love this team and this city right now. There’s something so cool about the way a team can unite an entire city, especially with all of the bad shit that is happening in our world right now. I know that’s so gag-me cheesy, but it is really fun to be standing in line for coffee and chatting to the guy in front of you about the game last night.
So I am enjoying every second of this series. My house is officially a crash pad for all my Cubs fans this weekend, we’re a walk from the field. Sleeping bags are ready.
So now, I’m off to watch Game 2. I’m hoping I hear lots of fireworks tonight. Go Cubs Go