I've been a Cubs fan my entire life. Is there anyone who understands the concept of hope better than a Cubs fan? If they fail to make the Big Show again this year it will be 100 years, a full century, of futility.
Steve Garvey did it to us in 1984. Milking out one more year in baseball to pay his huge alimony he jumped ship and went to the Padres. Still had a bat, too, good enough to beat us and send us home so his team could get swept by those Tigers.
Everybody forgets 1989, when we came oh so close only to fail again.
Nobody forgets 2003, especially Steve Bartman. What, Moises Alou never learned to go into the stands to go after a ball, even at that level of the playoffs? And Alex S. Gonzalez boots a grounder? Don't blame Steve, and surely don't hate him for doing what we would all have done.
No, nobody knows hope like the Cubs fan. Spring training, pitchers and catchers reported already. And once again Cubs fans are talking about this year, our chances, will our pitching hold up, can we score runs in the late innings. Hope springs eternal in a Cubs fans breast.
And in October we will be home, just like all of our Cubs players, watching someone else get demolished by what could be the greatest Detroit Tiger team ever. (They may sweep the World Series in 3 games because the other team will just give up and forfeit). And once again our hope goes unfulfilled
And not only this, but we also exult in our tribulations, knowing that tribulation brings about perseverance; and perseverance, proven character; and proven character, hope; and hope does not disappoint, because the love of God has been poured out within our hearts through the Holy Spirit who was given to us. (Romans 5:3-5; American Standard)
That's us, Cubs fans. exulting in our trials, persevering, real characters, filled with hope that does not disappoint.
Think Jesus is a Cubs fan?
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