07-28-2010, 10:04 AM
I became a Cub fan when I was 9. I had no idea what I was getting into. I had no clue. I used to believe in next year. I used to believe in happy endings. I used to think that it couldn't go on forever.
Now I'm 40 and I've seen it all. And I know in my heart that the Cubs will never win a World Series. I know this like i know the sun will rise in the East.
But what's the alternative? I made this bed.
The Cubs are like the serial killer son. Yeah, you hate what he's done. You hate that people know that you're his father. But you still love him. You love him because he's yours. You watched him grow, you remember a time when he made you happy. And despite the fact that you know he'll never be rehabilitated, that he's a monster, that he's caused you and countless others so much sorrow and grieve and misery, you still care about him. You still love him, because what's the alternative? What choice do you have? You made your bed.
That's why I still love the Cubs, even though I know it's all in vain. What choice do I have? I made my bed.
Now I'm 40 and I've seen it all. And I know in my heart that the Cubs will never win a World Series. I know this like i know the sun will rise in the East.
But what's the alternative? I made this bed.
The Cubs are like the serial killer son. Yeah, you hate what he's done. You hate that people know that you're his father. But you still love him. You love him because he's yours. You watched him grow, you remember a time when he made you happy. And despite the fact that you know he'll never be rehabilitated, that he's a monster, that he's caused you and countless others so much sorrow and grieve and misery, you still care about him. You still love him, because what's the alternative? What choice do you have? You made your bed.
That's why I still love the Cubs, even though I know it's all in vain. What choice do I have? I made my bed.
Wang.