CUBS WIN...CUBS WIN...!!

Unless you're living under a rock (or in Canada) -- you know the Chicago Cubs were playing in THE WORLD SERIES against the Cleveland Indians. Last night was GAME SEVEN...

My son Ross is a Cubs fan. He has watched and/or listened to every game they've played since he was 8 years old. He grew up loving this team, and he could tell you every name of every player, and exactly how much their contract is, and who they played for before they came to Wrigley. He can recite their ERAs, RBIs, batting averages and batting orders from any given summer.

So this has been ONE ROCKING SUMMER...

Last week, the Cubs were down three games to one...and I sat in the living room and watched game five with Ross.

The thing is -- I HAD TO STAY THERE FOR THE ENTIRE GAME. If I moved -- well -- it might have changed the whole rhythm of the game, and then, if the Cubs lost -- IT WOULD HAVE BEEN ALL MY FAULT.

And how could I bear the weight of all that disappointment -- millions of fans waiting for 108 years.  ENTIRE GENERATIONS have lived and died, rooting for this team...

I just couldn't risk it.

This is how men think. John roots for the Philadelphia Eagles -- and if he's wearing a certain shirt, and they win -- he has to wear that shirt every Sunday... until it quits working.

Ross ate lunch at the casino last week, and that night -- the Cubs won. So he's had to eat lunch at the casino (and order the same thing, I'm sure) every game day since...

If you watched last night's Game Seven of the World Series -- you know that it was one of the most exciting games in the history of the sport.

AND THE CUBS WON...

Thanks to me (because I didn't dare move)...and Ross (who wore his lucky shirt, ate lunch at the casino, and listened to the last inning on the radio).

YOU'RE WELCOME, CUB FANS!!

WHAT A GAME!!

My son Ross, like Cub fans all over the world, will remember this night for the rest of their lives...