This thread is for those that didn't get to witness this

[badger]

 

This article had me in tears. Something about the perfect confluence of dads and hope and relationships and baseball

[mul21]

My aunt just posted this to Facebook. My grandparents memorial now has the biggest W flag ever flying on it. So many feels.

 

 

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[Old Style]

Another story that will bring a tear to your eyes

 

I postponed open-heart surgery for the Cubs

[HuckTheCub]

New here, first post ... For my dad who raised me right and raised me a Cub. He also raised me to be true to my commitments and convictions, and Lord knows the Cubs have tested that through the years ... this made all those years worth it.

 

No matter what we were going through, the times we weren't agreeing on much, weren't talking ... all we had to do was bring up the Cubs and all was good.

 

Godspeed Dad, I'm sure the party's still goin up there ... we finally did it !

[snoodmonger]

I've avoided opening this thread because I knew it would make me sad, but as the exhilaration has finally started to level off, I've found myself thinking about my dad (and how much it sucks that he missed this) even more.

 

He died in '97 at age 53--super young, but still the longest lived male in his family line. (So yeah, I'm fucked.) I think about him a lot, but baseball season is when I miss him most. All the stuff he's missed since he died--the terrible teams, the profound heartbreak of 2003 (which honestly would have killed him if he'd survived his heart attack in '97), the homerun chase, the cocktease teams in 07 and 08...it all would have been so much more fun if he'd been there with me.

 

Obviously there are other, more important Big Life Moments he wasn't around for. Each one, I'm keenly aware that he's not there. I thought I'd never feel his absence more deeply than I did the night I got married. But in some ways, I think I was wrong. Because I'd give anything to talk to him right now, or even better, to have seen his face when Bryant made that throw to Rizzo. Instead I'm left to imagine it, one more reminder that even life's high points are colored with a little bit of sadness.

 

So here's to you, Pops. Wish you could've seen it. Though let's be honest, there's no way you'd have survived that Rajai Davis homerun anyway.

[minnesotacubsfan]

My dad. 1929-2006.

 

 

Miss you