We were down. Again.
We had squandered chances. Again.
But when it counted, the bats woke up, and the Wrigley faithful had something to cheer about.
The common thread with this team seems to be "Don't count us out." Today's game was another in the seemingly endless stream of "Can you believe it?!" moments of the 2008 Chicago Cubs.
So, where were you today?
I was stuck, at work, frantically trying to avoid any and all work so I could look at just one more post in the game threads. I rocked my chair back and forth, rubbed my chin, and adjusted my tie with every ball and strike, every hit and out. I joked around with my friends here during downtimes, and sweated it out with them when things got tense (TWSS).
I also saw my screen freeze then burst to life with roughly twenty-five posts proclaiming Jimmy Edmonds just did the impossible and saved our hides. Could we actually win this one? Hell yeah we could, as Reed Johnson redefines "taking one for the team."
This was one of those days I was taping the game and was planning on avoiding BCB like the plague. Boy am I glad I didn't. Cos I wouldn't have missed this jubilated celebration for the world.
So, I ask, what's your story today?