Okay okay, here's some fine print: I've really only been to two games so far, but that's neither here nor there.
However, with many a baseball game under my belt in my life, I daresay yesterday I witnessed a first.
Three hour rain delay.
Bottom of the eleventh.
Fans on their feet.
Count's 3-2...here comes to the pitch...BALL FOUR. Literally a walk off. One might think it would be an uneventful finish, but not when you're a Cubs fan and not when it happens early enough in the season to remain optimistic.
I know it's going to be a long year, but I'm still opting to celebrate every W and continue singing Go Cubs Go loud and proud(ly bad)!
|Brother and I grinning after the W.|