so i haven't watched more than 14 live pitches of the world series since 2003. just didn't have the heart to watch it. i'm also a steelers fan (don't hate). so traditionally, as the cubs season ended, usually in august, i'd go full bore into the nfl season. in recent years, i put on hold my nfl start waiting for baseball to end, each year hoping it would end in late october.
hasn't happened. yet.
this year's WS was palatable, because i have family in and near philly. i still remember when the phillies won in 1983 and how ridiculous they were (i was like 12 then). i even thought i'd watch some of this year, then i simply couldn't. i watched when chase and ryan went back to back on sat because i was at a bar, then went back deep into my corona and stopped watching. i watched a little bit on monday night because i was at a bar, and it was on. then it got suspended.
after the super bowl, you usually see some shots of the losing team (losers) sitting and watching. i always thought that was ridiculous. when i lost, i'd be quick to shake hands and then leave asap (note to belichick: you do this after that game is over, not when you feel like it, you jerk face). i never understood the self-torture and self-loathing you must put yourself through to watch someone else's unbridled joy at the expense of your own misery. i never understood it. i never would do it.
however, i just watched a clip of the last lidge pitch and celebration. literally, a tear fell down (i'm freaking 37 and still cry about sports?!?!), and i just self-miserated. wondering, wondering, yet still hoping: substituting all that red with blue, hearing just faintly one last "go cubs go!"
i don't think i'll do that again, and hopefully, after next year, i won't have to. i was going to post the link here, but you guys know where to find it, and many of you don't want anything to do with this...
i am filled again with anger, sadness, misery, and hope again. i hate being a cubs fan. i love being a cubs fan.