So. This is good bye.
I chose 1989 as my "Farewell to Chuck" as it represented my favorite Cub team of my now middle aged life.
The 1977 team was one of the first I really enjoyed watching. Big Daddy won 20 out of the team's 81. Sutter was in his prime. Jose Cardinal and his leaping fro. George "he's due" Mitterwald. Steve Swisher. Mick Kelleher. 60-40 and in first place until August. What wasn't to love?
1984 was senior year in high school and The Mother let me and some friends celebrate the clincher in Pitt with a bottle of Brut (Joe Namath was not invited).
But the 1989 team was the first team where I really knew the team. I'd known of Dunston since they'd drafted him. Maddux was becoming a brilliant pitcher. Dwight Smith and the Anthem. Sandberg was my first favorite player that I understood WHY he was my favorite player. Andre Dawson. Red Barron. Lloyd McClendon's three run dinger. 2 outs in the ninth down 2 to Bedrosian. Jeff Pico and Calvin Schiraldi blowing a lead in the Astrodome. 9-0 losing to Houston a few days later. Mitch Williams. Juice Walton. Don Zimmer. And that was a young team. We all thought they'd be good for at least a few years.
So, in homage to my favorite Cub team that I knew, I bid you farewell.
Now, for a new moniker....
I chose 1989 as my "Farewell to Chuck" as it represented my favorite Cub team of my now middle aged life.
The 1977 team was one of the first I really enjoyed watching. Big Daddy won 20 out of the team's 81. Sutter was in his prime. Jose Cardinal and his leaping fro. George "he's due" Mitterwald. Steve Swisher. Mick Kelleher. 60-40 and in first place until August. What wasn't to love?
1984 was senior year in high school and The Mother let me and some friends celebrate the clincher in Pitt with a bottle of Brut (Joe Namath was not invited).
But the 1989 team was the first team where I really knew the team. I'd known of Dunston since they'd drafted him. Maddux was becoming a brilliant pitcher. Dwight Smith and the Anthem. Sandberg was my first favorite player that I understood WHY he was my favorite player. Andre Dawson. Red Barron. Lloyd McClendon's three run dinger. 2 outs in the ninth down 2 to Bedrosian. Jeff Pico and Calvin Schiraldi blowing a lead in the Astrodome. 9-0 losing to Houston a few days later. Mitch Williams. Juice Walton. Don Zimmer. And that was a young team. We all thought they'd be good for at least a few years.
So, in homage to my favorite Cub team that I knew, I bid you farewell.
Now, for a new moniker....