Notes 6/27/08

Yes, I was at Wrigley for the awful game on Thursday against the Baltimore Orioles.  This game was painful for me to sit through.  I am willing to take responsibility for this ugly game.  I took Continue reading


Bring on the Pain

Ah, to be a Cub fan, as with most started at an early age. My first cub game was in 1960 or 61. My sister and I went down to Wrigley, I a mere 8 or 9 years old. We sat out in the left field bleachers(my one and only visit to the bleachers) and watched the Dodgers beat the Cubbies. It was “clean-up” week in Chicago, another term for spring break, which always was the last week in April. Wally Moon played left field for the Dodgers. It was chilly, sunny and of course I was smitten for a life of disappointments. Continue reading