Let the Celebration Begin

Chicago is leading 3-0. Bottom of 7th inning. I’m on my way up to Wrigley Field. Pray for my safe return.

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Update @ 11:15pm: They say don’t count your chickens before they are hatched and it looks like I did that earlier tonight. The CUBS were six outs away from going to the World Series tonight when I left my house. Specifically, at exactly 9:20pm, I left for Wrigley Field. By the time I got there around 9:34pm, the score was 8-3 in favor of the Marlins. I just couldn’t believe that in such a short time, things had gone so horribly wrong. I stood around with the other 10,000+ fans and listened to the radio broadcast in disbelief. Everything was in place for a victory celebration. Then things just fell apart. Thankfully, the CUBS get one more chance tomorrow night. Hopefully, they don’t choke. I do so want to see them make it to the World Series. As for whether or not I’ll go back up there tomorrow night, well, thinking I’ll stay home until I know for sure they’ve won because as the saying goes: it ain’t over until it’s over.” I believe! Do you believe?

4 Comments
  1. Excuse for saying this on your blog, but…Dusty Baker is a huge asshat. There was absolutely no excuse whatsoever for tonight’s collapse. He left Prior in too long and sat there picking his nose. I am very unhappy about this and I am not exactly a Cubs fan.
    So now there will be a Game 7.
    Hope you made it back ok….

  2. I just want to let you know that the Red Sox fans here in Boston have been watching the Cubs games intently and are rooting for the Cubs almost as much as we are rooting for the Sox (almost ;). We want to see the Cubs in the Series. It was a sad loss today, but tomorrow will be the day for both teams. Go Sox! Go Cubs!

  3. Dead Man

    There are so many questions swirling around Chicago after last night’s collapse against the Florida Marlins. Did this fan reach into to the field of play to interfere with Moises Alou? Did it change the result of the game? Is…

  4. Umm. Well. I guess you should never listen to me again. Stay at home tonigt until the fat lady is belting it out. Otherwise, you and the rest of Chi-town might be crying in your collective beers.

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