All the old memories are rushing back at Cliff Floyd now, all the disappointment that anyone who has ever rooted for the Cubs knows by heart. He is 11 years old again, leaping to his feet in agony in front of the television, like so many in the Chicago area, on that fall day when the ball bounced through Leon Durham’s legs.
No, 1984 wasn’t going to be the year the nightmare ended, either.
“Growing up, ‘Bull’ was my dude,” says Floyd, a Chicago native who later played for the Cubs, using the nickname for the first baseman.