I have been a Chicago sports fan my entire 63 years. Because I grew up in Chicago in a family of Cubs and Bears fans it has just felt as right as rain. I’ve actually lived here on the Mississippi Gulf Coast since 1981, considerably longer than I ever lived in Chicago where I left, courtesy of an invitation from Uncle Sam, when I was 19. I have never lost my love for Chicago and were it not for my lovely wife’s distaste of winter, I would live there now.
Having said that, I have learned to love where I live and have spent considerable time visiting New Orleans, a mere 60 minute drive from my home (depending on how law abiding you are). Much of that time has been spent watching a team with a long history of futility, not unlike that of our beloved Cubs. Tomorrow, that team, the New Orleans Saints, will have a chance to end that run and I, for one, will be loudly cheering them on. Yeah, I’d rather see the Bears in the big one, but being firmly ensconced in Saints country, I’d be less than honest if I said I was anything less that ecstatic over the events of this year’s NFL season. Perhaps the Saints’ success is an omen of things to come for the 2010 Cubs. Who dat, who dat, who dat say dey gonna beat dem Saints, who dat?