My Journey as a Cubs Fan
I became a Chicago Cubs fan in early 1977. I had never played organized baseball or had even seen a baseball game before. Deciding that I should select a team to root for but having no experience with the sport, I did what any red-blooded American boy would do. I opened the sporting section of the newspaper and picked a team.
That year Chicago had come back from years of mediocrity and were actually leading their division. My 13-year-old brain thought, “These guys must be good, they are leading their division.” And with that, I became a lifelong Chicago Cubs fan. (Don’t laugh, I know one guy who became a die hard Buffalo Bills fan just from getting a free team plastic cup in a convenience store.). During that year I followed my new team with the fervor only a young boy learning sports can have. I checked the box scores every day in the newspaper, watched them contend for the playoffs behind the pitching of young Rick Reuschel, only to fall short in a late season swoon. “That’s OK”, I thought, “There’s always next year!”.