Chicago Cubs are World Series Champions. How sweet it is!
What is especially sweet about the Cubs winning the World Series, isn’t about me. Yes, shocking, I know. It isn’t about my children. It isn’t about our generation… It isn’t about those born in the ’60’s and ’70’s. Or even those born in the ’80’s or ’90’s or those born in the new millenium. What is especially sweet, is it’s about those who have waited an entire lifetime to see this. It’s about those who are no longer with us and whom we have honored and remembered by watching and rooting for our beloved Cubs every. single. game. And I mean, every. single. game of the post-season. It’s about who we have loved and who are no longer with us and how we know how much they would have loved this. It’s about those who are watching from a much better place.
The Chicago Cubs are World Series Champions. We are deliriously happy. We are happy because what this means to others. It’s because we have stories of those before us. Those no longer with us. Those whom we wish were with us and were not. It’s because while we were watching we spoke of others and what this would mean to them. And how desperately we wanted them with us while we watched history.
It’s about a man who drove 600 miles to listen to Cubs win with his father at his grave, keeping his promise.
It’s not about those who have been fans for 5 years, nor 10 years, 20 or 30 years. While the Cubs winning the World Series was remarkable and made a nation happy…heck, it made the world happy (except those in Cleveland, and I do believe if they had to lose to someone, they’re okay that is was the Lovable Losers). The win may have made me happy, but I bow down to those who have truly spent their entire lives rooting for this team. 50, 60, 70 years rooting for the cubs. 80, 90 years rooting for this team. And I bow down and honor those whom I have lost and those who I wish with all my heart were able to watch the greatest game ever played with me and Meredith. They weren’t with us, but they were in our heart. This win was for them. The Cubs winning Game 7 of the World Series, in extra innings, after a rain delay…a rain delay, whom we all believed was a gift from above. This Win was for Them!
Thankfully, there have been some really, really funny jokes and memes because I have been crying, basically non-stop since Game 3.
Yeah, I don’t think so. Thankfully, I said I would only go to game 7 if I could go with both my children. Someone had class, so no Game 7. Luckily that means college boy can go back to school next semester and we didn’t spend his tuition on what would be the greatest night ever. Life is about choices. 🙂
This barely scrapes the surface of my emotions watching Game 7.
Because this is No longer funny! Yes, no longer funny!
Because that Sunday night game, when we could have lost it all, brought redemption and hope to a city. Brought hope to just about everybody except those beloved Indian fans.
Because Joe Buck is now the most hated person in Chicago.
Because Joe Buck has a certain love for Pitchers.
Because Steve Bartman, just maybe, can finally get on with his life. Maybe.
Because Eli Gorber, basically hit the nail on the head regarding the emotions of Game 7. Tied game at the end of 9. Rain delay and extra innings. Oh dear God.
As my sister texted me: I am as close to a heart attack as I have ever been. I feel like we are going to do it. It’s so fitting it would go to game 7, extra innings and now a rain delay. Only the Cubs could win a World Series in that fashion.
This was 45 minutes before they actually won. ❤ ❤ ❤
Because we ain’t afraid of no goat!
Because a young man, named Michael Lee, in 1993 (or so) predicted this with his yearbook photo. I mean, WTH?
Things that have torn at our Heartstrings
David Ross being carried off the field in his last baseball game. ever.
Because watching Bill Murray, who shares a birthday with me, btw, crying tears of utter joy, makes me cry.
Because everyone has a story like this. Everyone was sharing a story like this.
The sound of thunderous applause and delight when it was announced on the Marquis that the Cubs had won the World Series. That will forever and ever bring tears to my eyes.
This is the reason why a little team, named the Chicago Cubs, helped a nation forget about the disaster of what we call a “Presidential election”. Ugh. I should say, these people are the reason that Wednesday, November 3rd will be one of the most emotional days of my life. Laughter, tears, love, happiness, fear, terror, nausea and utter joy. Absolute utter joy!
It’s for this 97-year old fan
It’s for this 108-year old fan.
It’s for this 101-year old fan. Wait, she’s 101? I’ll have what she’s having.
This was for Harry Caray and Ron Santo, who welcomed Ernie Banks at the pearly gates. Watching from the best seats in the house.
Song of the day: Today is Our Day by Eddie Vedder
Not listing the lyrics. Just watch this! I mean, really watch this.
Chicago… Hands down. Best city in the world!
I am off to a parade! Hoping it doesn’t look like this. I’m sure there will be a post to follow.
Cubs win the World Series. Best. Day. Ever!