This is Next Year

The Chicago Cubs are World Series Champions! Honestly, did you ever think that was something you could say in your lifetime?

Admittedly last night when the Cubs took game seven with an 8-7 Win over the Cleveland Indians my first thought, “Well Dad, they did it - finally the Cubs win the World Series. Wish you were here to see it.” But it was much more than that . . .

The names and faces of every Cubs fan I’ve known since boyhood exploded into my mind; Cocky Lyons, my fathers barber, The Heller boys, our neighbors where I played baseball as a small boy, Ole’ Tom, who ran the town pool hall, and so many more.

The Cubs, back then, were a team we could only listen to on Super Station WGN Chicago. That was over 50 years ago. But every season we listened, and prayed that someday the Cubs would be victorious.

For those who follow this blog you’ve read many of my baseball ramblings as a fan of this great game. And yes, this historic game seven was a most exciting game. Last night when the tension was at its peak no-one stopped the clock, no-one walked off the field, even with a rain delay the tension and suspense of the game sustained until the last out! Great game, great season, great series, and two great teams.

What can one say - I’m thrilled, so happy, our Chicago Cubs are World Series Champs - this is Next Year!

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