A few minutes ago, I had an interesting conversation with a friend who happens to be a Cubs fan and I proudly said that the Cardinals are one win away from the 18th pennant in franchise history.
Of course, I tried to explain that unlike her, I’ve seen the Cardinals win a pennant in my lifetime (heck, they’ve won three pennants in my lifetime) and the Cubs have done nothing but choke year in and year out.
The funny thing about it, is that she lives in southern Illinois, which is Cardinal country all the way and five hours away from Chicago and three hours away from St. Louis.
And oddly enough, the same city where I spent a few months going to school after graduating from high school in 2003.
When the Cubs were looking for their new manager, I said to her that she ought to apply for the job and maybe whip Kerry Wood into shape, something that Dusty Baker couldn’t do in his three years in Chicago.
Only one condition.
I would have to convert into a Cubs fan.
The last time I talked to her, it was right before Game 1 of the NLCS and I gave her the score when the game went into the seventh inning.
And she was about ecstatic as I was when Gary Bennett hit that grand slam against the Cubs on August 27th.
A few minutes ago, I said to her that the Cardinals are one game away from the pennant.
And I asked her was she still waiting on them to choke.
Her response?
“Yeap.”
Poor thing.
