We believed

I've spent the last 11 hours honestly trying to accomplish some work. Instead I've been watching scenes from last night's epic 10-th inning, game 7 victory over the Cleveland Indians that brought a World Series Championship title to the north side for the first time in 108 years over and over and over again. There

are a LOT of people who are Cubs fans and have been waiting their whole lives for it. I don't know if it's just still sinking in or that I just don't want to let go of this feeling - this novelty of being a fan of a championship team. It took many, many, many years of believing in them for it to finally pay off. I just can't seem to focus on anything but Cubs right now. There's so much history - not just within the team and the ballpark, but for fans. I thought about the history in my life - what's happened since I've been a Cubs fan - what's changed and what hasn't. Here's one of my many social media posts from last night:

Just a quick moment of reflection - I was a Cubs fan before there were lights at the Friendly Confines, before Go Cubs Go! was played following wins, before they reviewed calls and overturned them in baseball, before there was a National League Central Division, before there was interleague play, when the Cubs games were broadcast on WGN TV and radio only, when you'd park at a seminary to head to the game, when the bleachers were the undesirable cheap seats, before they had metal detectors at the gate, before there were any statues erected around the field, when you'd head across to McDonald's after a game for a 50 cent ice cream cone, when there were no big digital screens in the outfield, when the third number on the Eamus Catuli sign was in the single digits, before Elwood Blues gave 1060 W. Addison as his home address, before Ferris Bueller skipped school and went to a Cubs game with Cameron and Sloan, before Bartman, before there were retired jerseys hanging on the flagpoles, when the other Chicago team still played at Comiskey Park, when there was a digital sign under the scoreboard that played the lyrics to Go Cubs Go while it was played following a Cubs victory, before the Ricketts became owners, when the Cubs Convention was still at the Hilton, when the Cubs Caravan would make public stops at Avalon Manor in Merrillville, IN and you could meet players and prospects, when Harry was the only one who sang the stretch, before the bleacher expansion, before Pinella and Zimmer and Frey...and there are so many fans who have experienced much, much more. And tonight we will see the biggest change of all. I can't wait!!!!!