Better Late Than Never: When It Rains, It Pours
I had the misfortunate of being born a Cubs fan.
I use the term misfortunate only because of the obvious-- the lack of a World Series win since 1908.
I love the Cubs, however, and stick with the northsiders through and through like a true Chicago sports fan. Up and, well, mostly down, I'm here, waiting 'til that next season everyone's always talking about. Despite all this, and over 100 years of losing, I had the true fortune of going to the first Cubs night game.
My father got two tickets to the game at Wrigley Field on August 8, 1988. I was 10 years old.
Section 208, Row 21, Seat 1. A $6.00 face value. I still have the ticket stub.
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