Wednesday, October 14, 2015
Watching the Cubs fans last night, I noticed how they waited patiently for the last out to celebrate. They've been near the top of the mountain too many times to rely on anything but facts.
But this just could be the year. Forget winning the series, just getting there is the real victory...perhaps.
I'm reminded of a pair of brothers who used to hang out at the racetrack. Transplanted New Yorkers, they were perhaps the loudest and physically repulsive human beings I ever came across. Every now and then when the most improbable horse would win at box car odds one of them would yell, "Every dog has his day." Politically incorrect...yes...bad use of the word dog...perhaps, but the message was clear, don't ever give up on anyone because it all comes around eventually. Oh, and did I mention that this is the year that Yogi Berra left us. "It ain't over till it's over, and it ain't over yet."