I guess I'm a bad Cubs fan because I fell asleep during the rain delay last night and didn't get to see them win the World Series. Oh well. I still got to see some great baseball. The Cubs were always "my" team growing up in Chicago. Even though we lived on the "south" side, I was never much of a White Sox fan. My dad took me to 3-4 Sox games, but it was going to Wrigley Field that was a true joy. It was an experience hopping on the "L" in Cicero, riding it into downtown, transferring to the Red Line, and taking that up to Addison Ave. It was then a couple block walk to the park. This was the "good old days" when baseball was baseball. We would always pack a lunch and snacks. There was no limit on bringing stuff into the park (except maybe glass bottles). We would usually sit on the 1st base side. This was also the days when there was lots of general admission seating. No fancy box seats for us. But even we were in the "fancy" seats. The die-hard fans were out in the sun in the bleachers. I have been trying to remember the line-up when we went to most of our games in the late 70's. We had just acquired Dave Kingman who was in the outfield and hit 50 home runs. Bruce Sutter was our closer with his unhittable split-finger fastball. When he came on in the 8th or 9th, we headed for the exit to watch the last outs. Then it was a mad dash to the "L" to beat the crowds. I think Bill Buckner was at 1st and Ivan de Jesus was at shortstop. I need to find my old programs. I loved it that my dad taught me how to fill out a scorecard and then read the box scores in the next day's paper. Great memories for a kid! And I grew up with the Steve Goodman classic which the current generation just won't understand.
"Do they still play the blues in Chicago When baseball season rolls around When the snow melts away Do the Cubbies still play In their ivy-covered burial ground When I was a boy They were my pride and joy But now they only bring fatigue In the home of the brave the land of the free And the doormat of the national league."