Well, it is opening day ladies and gentlemen. And yes, I know that technically Other Teams have been playing baseball for a couple of days already, but for me and thousands of misguided Cubs fans everywhere, the season starts today at 1:20pm central time.
The forecast in Chicago calls for rain with a high of 45 degrees. Not the best day for a ballgame, but we will take what we can get. Wear your parka’s everyone. And don’t forget your mittens.
T always teases me about my blind love for the Cubs, and how I am always convinced that this is the year. Well, even I don’t think that this year. The front office has made some spectacularly bone-headed moves. Too many to document here. I will just say I am the most upset about losing Ryne Sandberg. I cannot believe they let him slip away. Now he is managing the Phillies AAA affiliate, the Lehigh Valley IronPigs. Oh the sickening irony. (And I have GOT to get me a Lehigh Valley IronPigs T-shirt.)
Of course, for me the biggest question today is what to wear. I have an extensive Cubs wardrobe. Four jerseys, a sweatshirt, and six official t-shirts. Eight if you count my I-Cubs T-shirt and my Holy Cow T-shirt from Harry Caray’s (and I do). It’s a hobby. And an addiction. Every year I go to the ballpark and every year I say to myself “you are not buying any more Cubs T-shirts”. And every year I buy one anyway. Sometimes I don’t pay very much attention to myself.
So here we go again. Ryan Dempster is today’s starting pitcher. Not Carlos Zambrano. Hah! Suck it Carlos (sorry Mom). I will be parked in front of the TV at 1:20, and I am sure I will be yelling at the TV by 1:25. It looks like it could be a long season. But let’s leave on an optimistic note. Plus this song always makes me cry. In a good way: