After a disappointing season and an offseason I’d rather forget (except for you Billy. I love you), I have spent a lot of time considering why I continue to root for this godforsaken team. Surely my love for this team runs deeper than nine men on a baseball field. And it does.
I will self-proclaim that I spent the first 7-10 years of my life as a Cubs fan. My mom grew up watching the likes of Ron Santo and Ryne Sandberg. She often remarked that then-Cubs radio broadcaster, Steve Stone, taught her how to play softball.