Are the Cubs cursed? Am I cursed? I can't see how that is possible. Are there supernatural forces at work? Possibly. I recently had a premonition that the Cubs would not only go to the World Series this year, but that they would win it for the first time in nearly a century. Of course, I had not eaten in eight hours or slept in thirty-six hours when this occured, but it's possible. They have been playing well this year. Maybe, just maybe, this will be their year. Or, maybe they will fulfill the prophecy that is connected to the Chicago Cub name and throw it all away. It makes no difference, they will still be loved. They will still fill one of the most historic ballparks in the country. The players, owners, and managers will still earn six, seven, eight figure salaries.
I wonder if this year will be my year. Will I find more love, more second chances, more enlightenment? It makes no difference because I am loved, I love, I laugh, I live, I hope, I live to hope, and I hope to live. I hope that tomorrow will be better, but I will enjoy today and learn from yesterday. Like all true blue Cubbie fans, I have"hope that triumps over experience."