So… the Cubs.
I feel like it’s about time for my annual post about the Cubs and their fun season – truth be told, I’m getting more and more nervous about the outcome of this season… the hopes are so high, it’s hard not to have a little twinge of “ugh – this is going to be TRAGIC.”
So here’s a little update on The Cubs & Me 2016:
1. I counted my Cubs shirts up the other day: grand total? 7.
Wearing one now – check!
Want more – check!
Christmas is coming – check!
(Random Fun Fact Aside About Me! I make my checkmarks backwards – well, *I* don’t think they’re backwards – they go into the column instead of over the words! Makes sense to me! Back to the Cubs…)
2. We have quite “accidentally” created little shrines around the house to the Cubs and, well, to Kris Bryant. Sometimes I forget I have this poster on my living room – I put it there as a joke and never took it down – and now there’s 4th of July beads hanging off Kris’s self. I forget about it until a visitor walks in…#sorryComcastguy #sorryFriends #itwasajoke
3. Husband and I attended a game earlier this season for our annual anniversary trip to Chicago – he wore a Texas Rangers shirt (for some reason) and it was hilarious the comments people made.
I tried to walk five steps ahead so I wouldn’t be associated with such a traitor move.
He went out and bought a Cubs shirt a couple weeks later.
Also, good news! This time a drunk lady didn’t practically sit on his lap! Always a win.
4. Last year the Cubs were such a surprise that everything they did required fifty texts and convos about how fun they were – “Look! They dressed up in costumes! Isn’t that so fun and adorable and TEAMish??” This year, they dressed up for the second year in the row in onesie pj’s and I sorta kinda rolled my eyes.
I know this is sooooo not manly sports to talk like this BUT: It’s like last year? We were so in love with the Cubs – everything they did was a surprise – how well they did, their team cohesiveness, etc… and fun and amazing-plays-and-home-runs and they could do no wrong.
This year? It’s like we’re in this relationship and the glitter is rubbing off and it’s no longer so cute and now they do something embarrassing in front of our friends (onesies??) and we quickly try to cover it up by coughing and turning the attention to their amazing NL Player o’ the Month Award.
Don’t get me wrong, I still text about them and bought boxes of Rizz-O’s! cereal at the start of the season and definitely still am a huge fan…just maybe a little calmer about it all.
5. The wins are becoming so expected. It’s like today when I resubmitted a claim on our insurance that was denied. Um, excuse me, this is a covered expense. Please pay up. I feel almost that same reaction toward the Cubs when they lose. I feel like winning was covered under our contract, Team. Uh… not allowed to lose that one. You should be about 1,345 and 3 at this point. And those 3 losses would only be allowed because the game was delayed by rain and it was okay to quit in the 13th.
Back in February, I jumped right on to the site when the tickets went on sale and picked two games to go to. The second one is coming up and all I can watch is the Magic Number – back in late winter, when I was freezing and cold and never thought summer would come, I calculated and picked a random game in September to hopefully catch them when they clinched the division. The fact that I picked one as early as this one is doesn’t make a lot of sense and I can only blame my Eternal Hopefulness And Belief in Their Winningness and Probably A Lot to Do With My Brain Being Frozen in Chicago in February. And now I am nervous and excited and ever so hopeful that we will be there on THAT DAY. The last time I went to a game where they were supposed to clinch, it got rained out and my dad and I looked at each other and said, of course. It’s the Cubs. What do you expect. (They clinched the NEXT day.)
I’m hoping against hope I get to watch them clinch and say, Of course! It’s the Cubs. What do you expect?