Any Cubs fan will tell you that not winning a World Series has been the most painful component of their lives. Of course, sports don’t rank very high in the grand scheme of things that are in our lives, but cheering for the Cubs has defined how we view the world.
I’ve often joked with friends that I view my luck and circumstances much like I view my Cubs; hope for the best, but expect the worse.
Sure, this seems like an over-reactive, pessimistic mindset, but it hasn’t let me down yet. Since 2003, we have witnessed the epic collapse against the Marlins and celebrated back-to-back playoff trips only to see the floor fall beneath our feet.