I allowed myself to buy into the hype this year. I was foolish and I was forgetful and I got what I deserved.
Only 2 out of the last 20 winningest teams in baseball have won the World Series. When you hit a losing streak in a seven game series it's hard to regroup, to recoup, to make the fans smile again.
And so, tonight, when I should be able to turn to Fox Sports One for an escape from debate, I have no alternative but to stick with Hillary and The Donald. I'll have a belly ache no matter where I land.
Woe is me, I'm a Cubs fan. I don't mess with the mojo. When we checked in on-line and saw that Chicago was ahead we knew that we couldn't start the tape delay until it was all over. They were doing just fine without us.
And I fell right back into it, along with half the crowd in Dodger Stadium. Russel and Rizzo broke out of their slumps and everyone was smiling and, once again, I was reminded that the roller coaster nature of the relationship is half the fun.
Woe is me. I'm a Cubs fan.