I'm a Cub fan. My grandparents were Cub fans, my dad was a Cub fan, and so it is in my blood. It's so basic to my being that I don't remember becoming a Cub fan. That would be like trying to recall the moment when I first smiled.
I love the crack of the bat and the sound of the ball hitting the glove. I love a player's pants after he slides into third. I love the ivy on the walls and the beautiful old scoreboard. I love it all. The allure of a baseball game within The Friendly Confines of Wrigley Field cannot be overestimated. It's such a sensuous experience that winning seemed almost incidental. I'm not kidding. Win or lose, I've never had a bad time at the ballpark.
Tonight though, I can say, WINNING IS FUN! WINNING IS REAL, CRAZY FUN!
