Cubs

Cubs Kill The Goat


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I recently read that one’s first memory can be as early from two years of age if something traumatic happened. Sure enough mine is. It’s from waking up in a hospital in Louisiana when I was two. My second memory is from a few years later, around the age of five. It’s the Chicago Cubs.

I was living in Elgin, Illinois and the Cubs were on TV. I don’t remember if I decided or was told I was a Cubs fan. I just remember always being a Cubs fan. I was a Cubs fan before I knew the names of other teams.  I hate drawing Pearly Gates cartoons, and one wasn’t required here, but this might be the only time in my career where I’m really happy to draw St. Peter and the Pearly Gates. RIP, Goat.

Legend has it that a curse was placed upon the Chicago Cubs after someone was kicked out of Wrigley Field for bringing along a goat. Seriously, people. If you can’t find a goat sitter then watch the game at home. Whether curses are real or not, the Cubs had not won a World Series since 1908. In case you went to bed early last night and this is the first thing you’re reading upon waking up, the Cubs won the World Series last night. The Chicago Cubs are world champions. What?

Did Hell freeze over? A lot of political cartoonists drew that last week. Does this mean it’s the end of times? Armageddon is near? Trump will be elected? Crazier things have happened. Matthew McConaughey has an Oscar for Christ’s sake. But no. While it’s not the end of days this World Series does tell us Clinton will be elected. Huh?

Every time a World Series has gone to seven games in a presidential election year the winning league coincided with which party wins the White House. Each time the American League has won, the Republicans won the White House and each time the National League takes it the White House goes to the Democrats. So to all you Trump supporters cheering on the Cubs last night, HA HA!

It was an exciting series between two well deserving teams. If Cleveland had been playing anyone else besides the Cubs I would have rooted for them, but they had to play my Cubs. Of course a victory in this series wasn’t going to come easy and without testing every fan’s nerves.

Seven games. Cleveland was up 3-1. The Cubs came back and took it to the seventh game and taking the trophy by winning three games in a row, the last two in Cleveland. Naturally the last game was a nail-biter. The Cubs started the game with a solo home run by their lead off hitter. They were up 6- at one point and then Cleveland came back and eventually tied in the eighth inning. During the 9th inning, because nothing comes easy, there was a rain delay. The goat didn’t want to die quietly.

Finally in the 10th inning the Cubs scored two more runs. Then Cleveland scored one more, and after the last out the Cubs were world champs. Finally. And then I had to go home and draw a cartoon.

Rest in piece, you nasty old goat. We might have lost a bit of the mystique by acquiring a world crown, but I don’t think anyone in Wrigleyville is gonna complain about that. We’re not gonna miss the goat.

The goat was ba-a-a-a-a-ad.

I hope my late grandfather (wherever he is because he was kinda racist) was watching tonight. I hope my mom was watching too. They both had taken me to Wrigley when I was a kid and would have been overjoyed with this win. My son and older brother both contacted me minutes after the victory. It’s a family thing.

The World Series trophy is finally going back to sweet home Chicago.

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Getting Serious


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I’ve always had a soft spot for Cleveland teams. It’s a hard luck city that’s gone decades without major league championships in all three of the city’s major league sports, until the Cavaliers won the NBA title this year. It doesn’t look like the Browns will find success anytime soon.

In 1995 I was rooting for the Indians to defeat the Atlanta Braves in the World Series. It didn’t happen. The Indians haven’t been back since. In a way, Cleveland is the team I root for in the American League (when I’m paying attention). Now I have to root against them. The Cubs are my team and has been since I was a child.

I wanted to do something on two teams, who haven’t won a World Series in most of our lifetimes, playing each other in the World Series. Cleveland last won the WS in 1948. The Cubs haven’t won it since 1908. The stupid Miami Marlins who started playing in the 90’s have won it twice. Stupid fish.

A lot of people are going to go nuts over Cleveland and Chicago. I’m going to try to remain calm. Hopefully it won’t give me the heart palpitations I suffered from while watching The Walking Dead last night….or the ones to come if Trump even comes close to winning the election.

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Cubs


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Most newspaper editors love a nice soft editorial cartoon. Me, not so much. But with a few of them voicing that they don’t want so much Trump coverage because Trump supporters get mad and threaten to kill them, I don’t mind finding other subjects occasionally. Especially if that other subject is rooting for my Chicago Cubs.

I don’t mean any disrespect to fans of the Dodgers, Blue Jays, or Indians. Actually, no. Screw those people. They’ve seen their team go to the World Series at least once in the past 71 years. I and most people have never seen the Cubs in a World Series. Even Donald Trump hasn’t seen it in his lifetime and he’s really old. So if you’re not wild about the Cubs breaking the curse then you can go choke on some Cracker Jacks, you hater.

I am a lifelong Cubs fan. My first memories are of growing up in Elgin, Illinois (before my mom transplanted me to Louisiana, then Georgia, and back to Louisiana). I remember her taking me to Wrigley Field and the first time I went the Cubs were playing the Dodgers (Cubs lost).

My biggest memory of that trip was the bathroom. Yeah, the bathroom. They don’t have urinals at Wrigley. They have a great big trough for men to pee in. It was enough to give a small child such as myself stage fright.

As the years went by and my memory became hazy I wondered if I had imagined that disgusting detail of the men’s room. In 1995 I went back to Wrigley. My then-wife and I drove up from Mississippi and took in a night game (night games were rare). The Cubs lost to the Rockies. It was late July and we almost froze. I bought a Cubs jacket in Wrigleyville. I think Michelle’s greatest pleasure was getting a true Chicago hot dog at the game. They were awesome.

When I visited the rest room I discovered I had not fabricated the pee trough in my head. It did exist and it was still there and in fact, after over 25 years between visits I don’t think anything had changed. The smell was still there too.

That’s my Cubs story you didn’t need to read. I don’t care. I’ve been to major league games in Houston (Astrodome), Pittsburgh, Denver, Baltimore, and D.C., and as nice as some of those stadiums are, none can compare to Wrigley.

I’m excited. The Cubs have now made the NLCS two seasons in a row (screw you, Mets). I don’t think Steve Bartman or goats are allowed back to Wrigley so we have that going for us. I bought a bag of peanuts for Saturday’s game and I accidentally threw them and shells everywhere when Miguel Montero pinch-hit a grand slam in the eighth. Yeah he did.

Liberals, conservatives, Trump supporters, Hillary supporters, etc., everyone can root, root, root for the Cubbies right now. If you’re not rooting for the Cubs then you’re probably one of those horrible people who puts ketchup on hot dogs.

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