A lot of you know that I live just outside St. Louis (I'm originally from South Bend). I seldom post as I hold down two jobs and am raising a family, but read here daily over the past 12 years. For reference, I have two cubs flags on my truck windows, and have even flown the W behind my truck, so I've been getting a lot of reactions around town. Thumbs up from the smattering of Cubs fans, and other fingers from Cards fans. I posted this on my Facebook today and it has blown up. Dozens of Cards fans cheering for the Cubs tonight on behalf of my poor daughters...lol. Several shares, long lost friends and people I don't even know reaching out to me. Crazy. Anywho...... for your reading enjoyment. ________________________________________________________________________________ To all the Cardinals fans that have been so vicious and hateful (not to all the many who are genuinely kind and give friendly jabs). To all those who have been honking and flipping me off because I have Cubs flags on my truck: I'm glad you like your team. Keep liking them. Just don't be mad or shocked that I like my team! It would seem you have enough to celebrate over the last few years that you could focus on your successful team rather than spew hated and add insult to injury to a team whose ineptitude you seem compelled to document and revel in. I don't have to be reminded of the singular and historic impotence of the Cubs. I'm much more aware of the near misses, should-haves, ground-ball-through-the-legs, 3-and-out, record-setting, heart-breaking badness of this Cubs. I not only know exactly how long its been, I know the exact circumstances of each painful failure along the way. As a stat-geek, I personally know the depravity of certain teams over the ages and the extreme mathematical improbability of the collapse in '69, the fold in '84, the fact that the top two rookies in '89 turned into pumpkins, the 95% win expectancy in game 6 in 2003, and the historic 2008 Cubs offense being made to look like a bunch of junior college wannabes by an up and coming Dodgers pitching staff. Let me explain why I persevere. There is nothing like being a Cubs fan. There is nothing like living and dying with each pitch. There is nothing like believing when no one else does. There is nothing like living every day fighting off the gamblers fallacy that says past failure guarantees future success, because "we're due". But it will happen. Maybe not this time. Maybe not in THIS postseason. (but maybe!) Maybe there will be another goat, another Leon Durham, another Bartman-to-Gonzalez-to-Prior. But eventually it will happen. In 2003 millions of bandwagoners caught Cubbie fever. If the Cubs win tonight the bandwagon will get full again. But there are many of us that will enjoy it more. We are invested. We have believed. When that day comes I will be able to say: I never gave up, I never backed down. I've been here from the beginning. From the broken heart of a barely 8-year-old boy in 1984; from the latch-key kid who was kept company from 4th grade by Harry Caray instilling a belief in possibilities with every homer (it might be, it could be......IT IS), and Steve Stone explaining that the next pitch would be a low-outside slider (which seemed like otherworldly presage to a 10-year-old); from the college kid who skipped out on a Systematic Theology exam study group to go to a 1998 playoff game in Fulton County Stadium where more Cubs fans than Braves fans took in a Cubs win; to a father who has watched his daughters genuinely bullied for wearing a Cubs shirt to school, I've stuck with the Cubbies through thin and thin. It might not happen this year. But it will happen, and when it does...its gonna be amazing.