The Cubs won the World Series this week. That really happened. And as I stood in Wrigleyville watching the crowd celebrate, all I could think was “Good LORD, I love Chicago.”
I’ll be the first to admit that I’m not a baseball fan. Growing up, it was always fun to go to the games, but it was never really about the game – it was about a fun day in the city with hot dogs, beer and some sunshine. That being said, no matter how bad the Cubs were, everyone always looked forward to going to Wrigley Field. The iconic stadium, the lively neighborhood, the infectious energy… how could you be mad about spending a summer day/night like that?
But this year has been different. It’s not just about Wrigley Field – this time it’s about the team and the fans in a way that I’ve never experienced before. First of all, the team is full of extremely talented guys… yet they still seem so familiar. Do you know what I mean? They’re just normal dudes playing a sport they love and chasing their dream of winning the World Series.