Where were you 30 years ago today?

…here is my story

http://wrigleywax.blogspot.com/2009/05/best-game-ever.html

watching that game. Michael Jack Schmidt. Ugh.

Since I think the July 28, 1977 game was not only at least as exciting, it was a game the Cubs won. They tied it in the bottom of the 9th, and the bottom of the 12th, and won in the bottom of the 13th. They had been trailing 6-0, 10-7, and 14-10, and ended up winning 16-15. By comparison, a 10 inning loss just doesn’t do it for me.

11 years old in the class with the teacher from you know where the satanic Miss Olechowski (she was truly evil. Satan probably fears her) I remember running home from school every day to watch the day games and I remember watching the last part of this game. I also remember the day because it was the day my Mom and stepdad told me they were expecting my brother.

considering I’m 20 years old lol

so probably was too busy shitting my pants

I was in my darkroom at the long-gone Douglas Film Industries on Kinzie just west of State, listening incredulously and running out now and then to either drop printed jobs or yakk with the shipper about the game.

I got home from school that day and was surprised to see that the game was still in the third inning. I thought that WGN replayed this game during the Blizzard of 79, but the blizzard would have happened first? Maybe they replayed it during some other bad weather event?

Had a daytime job in those days. Watched the end of it on TV, wishing I had been there.

And being grateful that I finally had a job in television after being unemployed for the first year out of college…

It would be a couple years before I’d be a Cubs fan

I vividly remember being in study hall and a friend telling me that the Phillies had scored seven runs in the first inning. At that point, I think most of us had given that game up.

By the time my brother and I had gotten on the bus home, word was spreading that the Cubs had started an imporobable, epic comeback.

I still remember running home from the bus stop to find my dad taking an extra long lunch (he worked nearby) to watch the game. If memory serves, Buckner hit a grand slam that day and Kingman got hold of one that, according to Lou Boudreau, “Landed in Milwaukee”.

A very tough game to lose but, at the same time, a classic Cubs memory.

The weird thing is I remember the game. I was listening sometimes through static from Indianapolis a lot when I was 14. No cable TV.

It was one of those games that sticks with you. I was a big fan then and a big fan now. I watched today’s game at home, my 10 yr old son sat in the LF bleachers today, some of our friends took him.

Thirty years flies by, I can’t believe I have been a real fan that long!

Just like I try to forget where I was for the 18-12 and 22-0 games. I grant you this one was much more exciting but
I try to black it out.

as I helped nurse my injured mother after an accident that almost killed her.

We had a blast watching what was certainly the wildest, wooliest and weirdest Cubs game I’ve ever seen in my life.

I ain’t never seen the winds blow in Chicago quite like then until that huge blow in 1993 that took out windows in the Loop and destroyed a chunk of the Taste.

I am still willing to pay good money (or swap whatever Cub stuff I have) for a copy of that game. Un.Be.Lieve.Able ..

I went to school early that day for a science club project, went my normal 7 periods of classes then out to the diamond for baseball practice on the field of cinders (p/o of the school property was previously a garbage dump; insert joke here).

I had virtually no idea what was to happen that day or what was happening as it did. I got home a little while after the game ended only to have my Mom tell me the Cubs game was a real “pitchers dual”.

Thank God for WGN. I watched with two of my older brothers. Both Cub fans. In fact the whole family was, and are still Cub fans. I’ll never forget that game. Thanks for bringing back the memories. I just e-mailed one of my brothers about it. GO CUBS!

…and, for some reason, my only memory of that game is the huge headline about it in the newspaper sitting on my friend’s kitchen table the next day.