A Story
This summer I have had the pleasure of becoming acquainted with an older gentleman, a man who just turned 74 years old and who has been a Cub fan for over sixty years. He attends many home games as a long-time season ticket holder, and recently told me a bittersweet story about how he almost (yes, almost) got in to game six of the 1945 World Series.
Almost? Here, let him tell you in his own words:
Being excited was one thing, but I kept pestering my mom and dad about finding a way to get a ticket to go to one of the World Series games when they played in Chicago. I didn't quite understand the fact that 50 cents meant a lot more than we could afford for something as frivolous as a ball game when that amount of money could buy things needed more than just for fun.
The night before game six, I asked mom to let me use the money in my piggy bank to go. I had already counted the coins and had enough to buy a ticket and pay 4 cents each way on a street car to go to Wrigley Field. As you might guess, she said absolutely NO. I went to bed feeling very sorry for myself and made up my mind to go against her admonition. About 3:30 or 4 in the morning I got up, got dressed, made myself a peanut butter and jelly sandwich, took all the coins from my bank and left the house to catch the Clark St. street car, from our home in Rogers Park. It took about 25 or 30 minutes to reach the ball park; in fact, the streetcar conductor asked me if I was old enough to be out at that hour and I told him I was going to help a cousin deliver morning newspapers. When I reached the park the bleacher ticket line started at the corner of Sheffield & Waveland (where the old bleacher box office was located), headed west to Clark, continued south to just about Addison and came back around down the other side of Clark back to Waveland, and about a quarter of a block east on Waveland where I got in line. When the box office opened somewhere around 10 or 10:30 I really believed I would get in without a problem. However, as time went on and the line moved very slowly I got worried about getting a ticket. Sure enough, when I finally reached the box office the man in front of me got the last one or two tickets to be sold.
I was totally heartbroken! I couldn't believe that this had happened. All I could do was to head back to Clark Street. I got on the first streetcar and cried like a baby the entire way home (a man on the streetcar was kind enough to ask me if I was hurt or sick). I was crying for two reasons: first, because I came so close to getting that ticket and second, because I was afraid of what my mother was going to say!
When I came in the front door mom took my sandwich bag from me without saying a word. She put it down by the radio in the dining room, turned the radio on, poured a glass of milk for me, and said, "When dad gets home, he wants to talk to you". Well, dad got home and the only thing he said was something to the effect that please remember to listen to mom or him when they say what to do or not to do -- and then said how sorry he was that I had been so disappointed by not being able to get into the game.
I believe the Cubs did win that day. [Al's note: his memory is right. The Cubs did win game six, in twelve innings; the last World Series game they won, and the only one they won in Chicago in 1945.]
Why am I telling you this story now? Because this gentleman has not been in the bleachers in, he tells me, nearly sixty years; after not making it on that World Series day in 1945, he was there once or twice later in the '40s, not since.
He's joining us out there tomorrow night. It's time. Go Cubs.
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My Grandpa
Chills
Give him our best! I hope he gets to see a Cubs victory!
I will be in the bleachers too, AL.
by Tangled Up In Blue on Sep 17, 2007 9:48 AM CDT reply actions
Stop on by and say hi!
Will do.
by Tangled Up In Blue on Sep 17, 2007 12:52 PM CDT up reply actions
You took the
Lets remember that these last 12 games of the REGULAR season, its not about stats anymore, its about playing hard, smart, and with passion.
LETS GO CUBS!!!!!
by BigZ 4 Cy on Sep 17, 2007 10:27 AM CDT up reply actions
wow
How true
My experience was so similar ....
1984
Ah, 1984.
A story made for movies
by No Southern Belle on Sep 17, 2007 9:55 AM CDT reply actions
Playoff Tix?
I have heard nothing.
Otherwise -- I don't have any info. If I get any, rest assured I'll post it ASAP.
A fan....or riding the bandwagon?
Maybe because they have not been to a World Series? Did he jump off the bandwagon? Does he ONLY like the Cubs when they are in the World Series?
by mweil on Sep 17, 2007 10:08 AM CDT reply actions
Hardly.
I'm sure you see the distinction.
RE: Hardly
by mweil on Sep 17, 2007 10:37 AM CDT up reply actions
yea im sick of ..
re: yea im sick of ..
The bandwagon ain't going nowhere...
Better late than never.. or, Better late than being a cardinals/mets/sox/brewers fan.
Go Cubs!
by section229beer on Sep 17, 2007 11:55 AM CDT up reply actions
Here's hoping...
Thanks, Al
I suppose the sadness and frustration of that little boy helped to prepare him for a lifetime as a Cub fan.
Please, give him my regards.
by moldyfolky on Sep 17, 2007 10:31 AM CDT reply actions
streetcar
Streetcars
I've had the good fortune to live in a few European cities that still have streetcars. Last year, living in what used to be East Berlin, I rode to work every day on one. Comfortable, fast, and a much better part of the neighborhood than a subway or a stinky bus. The joke is that, like Chicago, many European cities ripped out their streetcar systems in the fifties or sixties, and gave their inner cities over to buses. Many Eastern cities couldn't afford to do so, stuck with old rolling stock, often until the end of the Cold War, but now have the infrastructure and have steadily modernized the cars.
Ah, well.
Go, Cubs!
by moldyfolky on Sep 17, 2007 3:21 PM CDT up reply actions
The oil companies
Al, if you can, please take some pictures with your friend and post them for us. I hope he catches a walk off jack from Aramis!
Reminds me
I got chills, too.
Best wishes to the gentleman in question -- and, of course, to the team that he's spent his life rooting for.
Heartwarming Story, Al!
This should also be in the 'Why Are We Here?' archives in a special section titled "Perseverance Plus!"
I wrote my last Cubs/baseball poem in 2003 on the night of...well we all remember that night. I dedicated it to my Mom, a CubbieBlueAngel, who attended her first Cubs game in Wrigley Field in 1924 as a ten year old, and died in early July 2003. She too would have relished one more game in the bleachers, or anywhere in Wrigley!
Someday...is getting closer, maybe 11 or 12 wins away, plus a few hot streaks in October!
No matter who throws out the "official" first pitch at the next World Series game in Wrigley, I will envision this as a symbolic "Homecoming" pitch by all of the "CubbieBlueAngels"!
"If they won a world championship, sure, we'd be proud. But we couldn't love them any more than we already do " -anonymous Cub fan
by hellfreezesoverwaittillnextyear on Sep 17, 2007 10:48 AM CDT reply actions
Wow
Oh, and one more thing, GO CUBS...
This is a wonderful
1945 game
Still, probably not the smartest move by manager Charlie Grimm to start Borowy on one day of rest in Game Seven two days after that. Borowy let up 3 runs in the first and was removed before retiring a single batter, and of course, the Cubs got slaughtered.
Great stuff.
With no TV at that time, it's amazing that the only option you really had was to stay home and listen on radio. I wonder if there were any restaurants or bars around at that time where you could listen to games on the radio. Probably only if the bartender turned the volume all the way up, and you were sitting right at the bar. A lot of things about the game have not changed for the better. I would say that the technology allowing the game to reach such a wide audience, is something that HAS changed for the better. Go Cubs!
Speaking of stories... and bars
Tons of fun. But I'm sick to death of the color red and trash talk about world series rings. Can we friggin get one of those please? It's about time.
Some notes from the trip:
- Friday night... everyone in St Louis knew Dempster was gonna blow it... except for Lou.
- In game 1 on Saturday... why go with Dempster again, after Marmol was lights out?
- Can't remember game 2. We were so hammered, that we actually got rid of our tickets.
STL Weekend
PS There are alot of fun bars in STL, down on the Landing & on W. Washington Street, not to mention out on "The Hill" area. But yeah, there only 3 near the Busch Stadium, plus the Union Station area. You don't need a Taxi in STL - it's easy & safe to walk. Not like it was in 1977...., we were naive & stupid then!
by 4evercubs on Sep 18, 2007 4:16 PM CDT up reply actions
One common way of enjoying ballgames...
Some of them were quite elaborate, actually, with a scale baseball diamond and little mechanical figures acting out the action.
Just goes to show you
America's pastime.
What a bittersweet story
Al- a suggestion
Great Story
And as I read this story I kept imagining me as that boy.
And heck, he got to ride a streetcar to Wrigley. Now that is cool!
Yep
As are we all...
Well, atleast little boys who dream
by cubsfan4life on Sep 17, 2007 2:06 PM CDT up reply actions
I sent this link....
by No Southern Belle on Sep 17, 2007 2:22 PM CDT up reply actions
oops
by No Southern Belle on Sep 17, 2007 2:36 PM CDT up reply actions
One footnote to this story that is amazing.....
Box seats were $4.50!
by CaughtInTheVines on Sep 17, 2007 1:35 PM CDT up reply actions
wow, inflation bites
Considering that...
A more comprehensive
Just calculating by inflation can be a little deceiving. It's closer to about $100 in today's money and relative purchasing power... Still a pretty good deal. So is the $15 bleacher ticket!
by 26.2cubfan on Sep 17, 2007 7:37 PM CDT up reply actions
Nice story - and
He was unable to get to any games as he was fighting the War in the Pacific in 1945.
His ship got scores days later, if at all.
But he was a big Hank Greenberg fan - that much he told me (as well as being a Cubs fan).
by TheEman on Sep 17, 2007 11:54 AM CDT reply actions
My own father...
Awesome story
In 2003 (Atlanta playoffs) my two friend and I were lucky to sit by a guy and his daughter that had been at the '45 world series. It was cold, he was pretty feeble. They left after the 7th to beat the crowd. Had a great time talking with him, he told us we were great Cubs fans. His final reamrk leaving was, "I hope to see another world series here someday". I hope he's OK and gets his wish.
I hope we don't need his seating changes to win...
Still a nice story though.
Trachsel to bullpen!
LOL
I'm also pretty happy...
It was a good gamble to get Trac, but it didn't pay off very well. On the other hand the gamble to get Kendall paid off nicely. He is one of the reasons why we're still in it. And, btw, yes, I do believe that Soto's playing recently should be giving Lou "food for thought" in playing him more....
In the Mid 70's
Few times in the great '78 run I would take the train and stand on the salt/sand dispenser across the street from the park on the EL station platform. For a 9 year old kid that was a great view down the rightfield line!
Ah, to have recordings of Lou from the dugout ...
I've seen one pretty explicit video of Lou in the dugout, and was over Lou's shoulder during the suicide squeeze against the Sox. Lou was not happy about repeating that sign when Quade missed it ;)
I've mentioned this before,
When he told me this story in the 1970's I just could not comprehend this type of action. But, he said -- it was standard practice.
I can only imagine the hundreds of laws and rules that, in contemporary society -- that were broken by this action. (Maybe we will get an update from CBS' Kid Nation.)
It was a simpler, less litigious time.
by San Diego Smooth Jazz Man on Sep 17, 2007 1:52 PM CDT reply actions
I had never heard of this either
by Matt Allison on Sep 17, 2007 2:39 PM CDT up reply actions
Seat flippers
That sure beats sneaking in through the coke (coal) chute, but that's a story for another day...
My Grandpa
Following the Cubs and the new players every year keeps him sharp, but I'm embarrassed to say that last year he got frustrated and started watching (and rooting for) the Sox, after the 05 WS and the Cubs in the toilet last year. "I need to watch a winning team," he told me. But now, he's back on board, of course...
Let's see the Cubs win it all--for every one of us, and this great city!!
Last Monday....
by carmenfanzone on Sep 17, 2007 2:09 PM CDT reply actions
That's awesome ...
No matter where you go...
Best seats EVER at Wrigley? Bleacher seats, no doubt about it. It just sucks that the Tribune knows that and exploits it to make a lot of profit from it. No matter how much they cost, whenever I'm back in Chicago and can go to a game, you'll always find me in the bleachers!
I hope that the Cubs read this story Al put up and they go out there in the last 12 games and play their hardest and best baseball of their lives. Win one tonight! If not for themselves, at least for him!!
by dacubsfan76 on Sep 17, 2007 2:51 PM CDT reply actions
For him...
yeah...that too
by dacubsfan76 on Sep 17, 2007 3:55 PM CDT up reply actions
Calling Family
by mweil on Sep 17, 2007 2:55 PM CDT reply actions
As soon as the game's over
My family is planning to get together at Wrigley next summer when the Mets come into town. I'll be coming from NYC, my sister and new brother in law (who is a MAJOR Mets fan!) will be coming in from MD, my other 2 sisters and parents will be coming up from the south side. It'll be nice to have another family day at Wrigley. I cherish those memories the most since I'm no longer in the same city as my family and my family's VERY close to teach other.
by dacubsfan76 on Sep 17, 2007 3:00 PM CDT up reply actions
great game tonight
That's the kind of game that makes young and new fans devoted for life and gives us "lifers" another reason to love the Cubs. This year holds an amazing array of memories no matter what happens in the next week!

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