CUBS WIN!! CUBS WIN!!

I was kicked back with a burger, and a cold beverage, enjoying a nite game at Wrigley. It was the last game of a series with the Los Angeles Dodgers, and the Cubs had a chance for a sweep. (To non-sports fans this means taking all the games of a series.) With a one to nothing Dodgers score going into the ninth, it didn't look good. That's when it hit me. I was the third Kolbe male to be sitting in this room, counting on the Cubs, supporting them, win lose or draw.
Before me, my brother Tommy lived here for a time. Some of his "stuff" is still here in this room. A few books, a risk game, some questionable magazines, and some hats. I know he experienced the frustration, and joy of many Cubs games in the "friendly confines" of this room.
And Harold "bygod" Kolbe. My dad. He got that nickname by virtue of the fact that he couldn't complete a sentence without some sort of "sentence enhancer" in it. He lived in this room for years. Right up until he got too sick, and needed care Ann, and Dan couldn't provide. He watched his last Cubs games in a nursing home, and died March 14th, 1995. My Brother's birthday. And he was Cubs red, and blue, all the way through.I remember Cubs games on the radio, and tv.He took me to Cubs games in the 50s. Actually played ball for the Cubs minor league team in the late 40s..The Texas Spiders. Broke training, and came home after being told not to, and was dismissed. In his words.."SON OF A BITCH!!" Like the Cubs themselves..so close, and yet..
The Cubs Geovany soto's sacrifice fly tied the game at one apiece in the ninth, in the tenth Mike fontenot doubled, and Alfonso Soriano brought him home with a base hit deep into left field. The dugout emptied like it was game four of the world series...CUBS WIN!! CUBS WIN!! I could hear Harry Carry's joy filled voice. I wondered if my brother, now living in Lebonan tennessee was watching.