I had a dream the other night that I was talking to my Grandma (my dad’s mom that passed away when I was in high school). She was asking me about Jasper and then she started talking about the Chicago Cubs (her favorite team). Wherever she was, the ‘ol Cubbies were doing good.
I’m not really into sports. I don’t really care to watch much if any. I do however, like the Cubs. It is simply because I was born into it. My dad is a Cubs fan. As was his mom and his grandma… Liking the Cubs feels like home. It’s comfortable and natural even though I have absolutely no idea who the starting pitcher is or what their record is so far.
We joke around a lot with friends who like different teams, mainly Cards or White Sox fans. You know, like their team is the worst or only dorks like that team. However, as a Cubs fan, there is a certain amount of room other fans give you out of respect. I mean, they play on one of the most historic places in all of baseball, they haven’t won a World Series in over a century, and the future only ever gets dimmer after August. So it’s plain to see that trash talk by Cubs fans is generally shrugged off.
What I really don’t understand the people who constantly talk about everyone else’s team and how much they “suck”. With everything posted about their team, they will also post something negative about some other team. I don’t get that. It’s one thing to joke with friends but to disparage another team out of pure nastiness… I guess I don’t have it in me to be that negative. I just think we need to have a little more class than that.
I can’t help but feel protective of the Cubs. They’re my team. When I think of them I think of my grandma and great grandma, and that makes me happy. I know they would both smile with such pride if they saw Jasper wearing his Cubs hat and loudly exclaiming, “Go Cubbies”. Maybe this will be “our year”…