Since this thread is still at 106, I thought I would chime in with my thoughts. For those of you who don't know me, I'm the resident NSBBer who runs the Home Run Derby in the Events forum. Even though I didn't originate it, I took over the duties when it was close to going away several years ago. Anyway... I've been a Cubs fan since probably a short time after the 1984 season. I was 8 at the time. I'm not as long suffering as some, but I lived through 1989, 1998, 2003, 2004 (regular season collapse), 2007, 2008, and to a degree 2015. This year I turned 40, and I've probably had the greatest year of my life. My wife Nicole and I adopted our 6 year old daughter who had been in our foster care since she was 2 1/2. We rescued her from a toxic environment and have given her all the love and family we could provide. We became foster parents, because my wife has a condition that makes it hard to conceive children, and when you do, the rate of miscarriage is high. As it turned out, when things were getting closer to adoption with our 6 year old, the stress winding down must have done wonders, because we finally got the news last fall (shortly after the NLCS collapse) that we were finally pregnant. On July 28 this summer, our beautiful baby girl was born. To top it all off... the Chicago Cubs are now World Series Champions! I could tell a much longer version of this story, but maybe another time. Let's just say, I was having horrible flashbacks when the ball went off Addison's glove, and then the game tying home run. I stood in my in-laws' living room for innings eight through ten; too stressed to sit down. I really thought I was going to cry like a baby when we won. But I only had watery eyes a bit... I think the entire game/series drained me. However, looking at all the videos/stories since, it is hard to stop from crying. I only wish my wife's brother, my brother-in-law, was here to see it all. Sadly, he passed away at the age of 26 in 2010. T.J. -- we did it, bro! Cubs are the champions!