By now you must be aware that the Chicago Cubs won the World Series. They finally broke the Billy the Goat curse and won their first title in 108 years.
It was an amazing game 7 against a worthy opponent, the Cleveland Indians. The game had everything: big leads, comebacks, rain delays, a tie game, and extra innings. I’m not sure you could’ve asked for anything more (unless you were an Indian fan).
But besides breaking the curse, there were other amazing stories that made the win so special. Here are just a couple of them.
After the Cub victory, in the wee hours of the morning, many Cub fans headed over to the Sheffield Avenue wall of Wrigley Field to write down the names of loved ones who did not live long enough to witness the championship victory.
According to ESPN’s Darren Rovell, it is estimated that only 0.0009% of Chicago’s population was alive when the Cubs last won the World Series in 1908. Fans remembered their family and friends who were diehard Cubbies but didn’t get the chance to witness the incredible win.
Wayne Williams grew up in Chicago where both he and his father were huge fans. Decades earlier, Williams and his dad, a Navy veteran who died in 1980, made a pact that when — not if — the Cubs reached the World Series, they would watch the game together. So, Wayne packed up his car at his home in North Carolina and made the long drive to a military cemetery in Greenwood, Indiana, where his father was buried. In the late night hours, he sat in his lawn chair listening to the game on his iPhone next to his dad.
In 1908 there was no NFL or NBA. Baseball was king. But in time, that has changed as the NFL and NBA have grown in popularity, importance, ratings and interest. I think that this World Series might reverse that trend. The ENTIRE nation watched Game 7. The ratings were huge. It was a shared national experience and for one night, everyone forgot about the stressful political campaign. It was a wonderfully cathartic break from it all.
I hate cancer. My mother died from it and my sister is battling it now. So I LOVE when someone beats it. Back in 2008, Anthony Rizzo was playing Single-A ball when he was diagnosed with Hodgkin’s Lymphoma. He was only 18 years old. He went through six months of chemotherapy. It was a difficult time as his grandmother was battling breast cancer. Thankfully, Rizzo responded and went into remission, and on to MLB, and eventually, the World Series! #takeTHATcancer
The Cubs winning is probably THE feel-good sports story of the year and right now our nation needs all the FEEL-GOOD we can get!