My recap of the convention… This was my first year attending, so it was slightly confusing, but I had a good time overall. My friend and I got to the Hilton around 4:30 (we couldn’t get out of school early and we missed the first train, delaying us more), and went to register. My friend won the Kerry Wood autograph lottery! We headed up to the opening ceremonies, but unfortunately it was already full and had been closed off. We were able to catch a glimpse of the players as they went into the ballroom though. After watching all the players go in, we headed to the ballroom with the radio show, and got second row seats! That was quite exciting, except that we were two hours early. We sat around for awhile and talked to the people next to us. About an hour into our wait, we left our jackets on the chairs and went down to the shopping area and got Cubs Convention t-shirts. We went back upstairs and hung around for awhile more until the radio show started. My friend got Jim Hendry’s autograph for me during the commercial break (she’s not a hardcore Cubs fan, so she said I could have it). My favorite show had to be the one with Walker and Dempster. Both were hilarious. At the commercial, Dempster jumped off the stage and signed autos for a bunch of kids (I was getting extremely annoyed that parents let their kids creep up to the stage the whole time). When my friend and I were standing outside the hotel waiting for our ride, Ryan Dempster tried to nonchalantly walk out the front door. My friend was looking down at something and I elbowed her and whispered that it was him. Unfortunately, the kid next to me must have been listening because once I said it, he turned to his friends and told them, and soon Ryan had a whole group running after him. Saturday was not quite as fun as Sunday. My dad and I went this time, and got to the Hilton at about 9:45. We hurried down to Michael Barrett’s autograph line, but there were people already past the metal gates they set up, and the line was winding around the whole area. We stood in it for a few minutes and realized there was no way we were going to come close to him. We headed to the “Not for Women Only” session, and got seats in the second group of chairs. I couldn’t really see anything, but the session was pretty funny. We snuck out before it ended and went downstairs so I could get in the Kerry Wood line (my friend gave me a picture to get autographed for her, since she won it). The line for Kerry was supposed to start forming at noon, but when I got there at 11:30 there were already people. I got up to him at about 12:30 (only around 15 minutes after he started). Everyone in the line tried taking pictures with him, and he was very gracious and tried to turn toward the camera and smile. This was slowing down the line quite a bit, so the ushers stopped that. I got up to him, said hello and asked how he was doing, and he smiled said “Good, thanks. You?” He signed and then shook my hand, and I had a huge smile plastered on my face. While I was in line for the Wood signing, my dad got in line for Michael Barrett, take two. Take two turned out worse then take one. We stood in line about 3 hours (2 for me by the time I got back from the Kerry Wood line), and came within 4 people of getting his autograph. He was 15 minutes late and the line moved extremely slow. I’m not sure if we was talking to people or what, but whatever he was doing took a long time. We got to the front and the usher told us he was only taking 10 more people, and counted off. We happened to be just a few people too far. It was extremely disappointing. I think they need to make some sort of system where they count off right away, rather then making people stand for 3 hours and then telling them at the last minute that the person is finished. After that, we stopped to buy a shirt for my sister. As we walked to the line, Michael walked up a ramp right next to the line, and was mobbed. He signed a few autographs, moved farther up the ramp and signed a few more. He joked that no one had even known who he was last year. He thanked everyone but told us that he had to go, and said sorry he couldn’t stay. Michael seemed very nice, but the Cubs need to find a better way to do autographs, because they end up with a bunch of angry fans. We left after that, in a futile attempt to beat the snow. Overall, I had a pretty good time, besides the disappointment of the auto lines. Whew, that was long.