If you follow me here or on Twitter, you know how much of a Cubs fan I am. I've talked before about how important the Cubs were to my childhood, or at least their failures. >.< But that's something you have to understand about why them winning the World Series (THE CUBS WON THE WORLD SERIES!) is such a big deal. It's not just that they hadn't won a ( Read more... )

I was nine years old when the Cubs won the World Series.

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In honor of LJ posting day, I'm posting to say why I'm not posting.

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Today's task: "Tell a story from your childhood. Dig deep and try to be descriptive about what you remember and how you felt."

I thought I was 8, but Wikipedia tells me I was 9, so my narration might be slightly unreliable.

( Baseball story ahead... )

The first Major League baseball game I can remember going to, I was nine years old. We went to a White Sox game every year--my school district had a deal where straight A's got you discount tickets, and even though my dad's allegiance to the Cubs was stronger than my Mom's allegiance to the White Sox, their mutual desire to avoid driving through ( Read more... )

Happy Opening Day! I'm wearing my Cubbie blue in honor of the occasion. \o/

Go Cubs! Go Red Sox! Go whoever's playing the Yankees!

And if the White Sox win, that'd be okay, too.

ETA: OMG, you guys are embarrassing me. A grand slam? /o\

This post is first of all to celebrate my first-ever root canal finally being done.  After three tries spanning six months.  It wasn't painful, just uncomfortable to have my mouth propped open that long.  But yay, it's done and now I can veg the rest of the night ( Read more... )

Red Sox 9, Yankees 7.  Now that's the way to start off another great year of baseball.  :D