I want to see it. I want to see for a variety of reasons.
Cub fan making the trip to the meca of Anahiem to play for it all. Listening to Cub fan say I’ve been a fan since… Finding out that all my neighbors are Cub fans.
I want Steve Bartman to think he has a small chance to leave his pad again without the feeling that the whole great Chicago area won’t take him out. I want Steve’s “Bill Buckneridis” to go into temporary remission.
But when it’s all done…
How many Angel jacks will Cub fan throw back onto the field? Will the monkey even be needed? I think not. When it’s all done Cub fan will still be suffering and thinking about next season, the cold air off the Great Lakes will feel extra frigid this year, and Santa and the reindeer will skip Chicago all together this year.
Back home in sunny SoCal it will be a celebration of Utopia. Orange county whites and Los Angeles blacks will throw a block/hood party and share martinis and Colt 45’s, respectively. The Angels will let SoCal know who owns Los Angeles. The Goat Curse will live on and in the immortal words of Mr. Billy Sianis uttered, “the Cubs, they ain’t gonna win no more.”