By now, you’ve probably heard that the Cubs won the World’s Series! The seventh game last night was just good baseball. The Cubs haven’t won the World Series since 1908, 108 years ago, in the 10th inning with 8 runs.

And because the game went into 10 innings with a rain delay, it was almost midnight when the game was over. (For the Indians’ fans in the Eastern time zone, it was an hour late, and they didn’t have a win to celebrate.) It was hard for us to wind down and actually go to sleep last night. Even my little preschoolers had been up way too late and were a little cranky. One little boy kept lying his head down on the table because he was so tired. After I prepared the snack and watching my co-teacher lead an activity with the kids, I started to yawn. Tonight, it’s a relief not to have to stay up to watch the game like we have been doing for the playoffs and the World Series!

Don’t get me wrong, I’m not complaining. I’m just ready for a good night’s sleep! So I’ll leave you with this picture from 2013, of Ed and his girls in front of Wrigley Field.

Wrigley Field

The wall above our piano is not filled with the pictures of composers like Bach and Mozart, but instead a photo of Wrigley Field, a picture of Lily at her first Cubs games, and Ed as a boy about the same age as Lily now, having his baseball signed by number 14, Ernie Banks.

Ed always remembers the anniversary of our first date, not because it was a life-changed event or because of his great love for me, but because it was on March 26. And number 26 was the number of the great Cubs player Billy Williams.

One night, before we had kids, we went out to dinner with a couple of friends in the north suburbs. While we were waiting for a table, who should walk in but number 10, Ron Santo, with his wife and another couple.

Unlike Ed, I haven’t been a Cubs fan my whole life. My dad bought my sister and me a Louisville bat and taught us how to swing and hit a baseball. We lived in Central Illinois, which is Cardinals territory. When we moved to the Chicagoland area, the first major league baseball game I went to was a White Sox game, since they gave free tickets to school kids for good grades. But then when I was in high school, the Cubs started winning and had a good season. My favorite player was Ryne Sandberg, although I may have liked him more for his looks than for his baseball playing ability, since I was a high school girl. But it wasn’t until I married a diehard Cubs fan that I really became one myself.

Lily’s first Cubs game

Waiting to run the bases at Wrigley Field after Emmy’s first Cubs game

Watching the Iowa Cubs play in Des Moines

Not only have we gone to Wrigley Field to see the Cubs play, we’ve also had a lot of fun watching the Iowa Cubs play. We saw Javier Baez hit a grand slam before he moved up to the Chicago Cubs.

If you follow baseball at all, you know that the Cubs don’t have a reputation of being a winning team. This is finally the year! Tonight, we are going to be glued to the TV, watching Game 7 of the Cubs versus the Cleveland Indians in the World Series!

Go, Cubs, Go!

P.S. CUBS WIN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!