I know sports topics don’t usually go over well around here, and my attempt at a baseball playoffs thread met a quick and sudden end a couple weeks ago.
BUT… I gotta say this anyway.
It kinda ties in to the idea of hopes and dreams and my superstition about not being too vocal about them because that’s when they tend to get rained on…
Anyway, the Chicago Cubs, the perpetual underdog and lovable losers of baseball, were 5 outs away from winning game 6 of the NLCS tonight and going to the world series, but everything fell apart, starting with a fan trying to get a foul ball [in the seats] and in so doing prevented a Chicago Cubs player from being able to reach into the crowd and catch the ball for an out himself. From there, the inning was a nightmare of bad luck for the Cubs. They gave up 7 runs, and lost the game in a very demoralizing manner.
I watched the game at school with a Chicago native, and we swapped stories of baseball misery and tragedy, and watched a new tale unfold right before our eyes. I really felt for the guy. I kinda knew what it was like, after having watched the Giants fall apart in the actual world series last year in game six. In similar circumstances. They didn’t recover, and lost game 7, too. And I got a sneaking suspicion the same thing will happen to the Cubs. Though I hope not.
Anyway, just thought I’d mention it.
Poor Cubs. After all these years they get so close, and it starts to look like it’s finally gonna happen, and now their backs are against the wall. Do or Die tommorow in game 7 against the Marlins.
Discuss. Please.