That’s a pretty good phrase for my mental state right now pertaining to how I feel for the Chicago Cubs.
I always knew that my Grandfather was a smart guy. He is beyond a doubt one of the greatest hero’s in my life. At the age of 85 he is still replacing roofs, building things, fishing, and doing pretty much anything he can to stay sane. He has been widowed twice. His first wife (my biological grandmother) commited suicide when my mother was 15, and then he remarried years later. The grandmother that I knew growing up passed a year and a half ago, and things haven’t been the same for my grandfather since. He relied solely on my grandmother for many things and when she passed that left a mans man trying to figure out what to do. I don’t know why the back story is so relevant, but to know my grandfather is to know who I want to be in life although I missed out on much of the up bringing that would team me how to replace a roof or build an addition onto a lake house.
So, when I first came to the United states at the age of 7, I met my grandfather for the first time. He was a huge cubs fan. My grandmother was a die hard cubs fan. Looking up to my grandparents so much, I immediately became a Cub fan as well. Over the years I would grow into the Cub fan that they loved. Until one summer when my grandfather suddenly and unexpectedly started wearing a St. Louis Cardinal hat. It didn’t make sense since the Cardinals are like the evil arch rival of the Chicago Cubs. I would ask what’s up with the Cardinal hat, but up until last night I realized that no matter what he said, it would sound to me like a teacher in a Charlie Brown holiday special. I wouldn’t listen to his response, I refused to.
“eww, boy…those cubbies will break your heart!”
I heard him say that no less than 100 times in the past 20 years. I just thought that my grandpa was crazy. Until last night. For some reason I couldn’t stop hearing him say “…those cubbies will break your heart!”
I am not jumping off the Cub bandwagon. At least yet. But if ever Cubs fans and players ever doubted the contention that the team is cursed, the past two playoff games should give plenty of feed for the goat. At least until the Cubs are favored again and we go down this road once more.
My grandmother passed away a huge Cubs fan at the age of 84. My mother in law passed away a huge Cubs fan in her late sixties. Neither of them got to see a world series win for their beloved team. My grandfather has witnessed 7 Cardinal World Series Victories, including the latest in 2006.
I’ll be crossing my fingers for a miraculous comeback tomorrow night. They aren’t out of it yet, but things are looking pretty grim.
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