When The Cubs Won The World Series

Monday, November 7, 2016


Did you happen to notice the Cubs won the World Series last week? In case you missed it, they did.

And then Chicago went nuts. Fireworks lit up the sky, screams were hard all across the city. Work was cancelled. Streets were shut down. Dogs were driving cars. It was insane. But in the best kind of way possible.

Harlow begged me to take him to the parade on Friday and since I was itching to get my hands on a copy of the Tribune I figured I might as well get it right from the source- the Tribune building. So Friday morning we walked (ran quickly) to the parade downtown.

Unfortunately we missed it (but Harlow still doesn't know that, so don't ruin it for him) I asked a few police officers and kids in Cubs jerseys to march in front of us a few times and told Har that was parade. Bless his heart, he ate it up and was happy as a clam so I guess it all worked out.


Even though we missed the players driving by on buses, the energy downtown right after the parade was wonderful. It wasn't like the obnoxious drunk energy that immediately followed the win, it was better. It was like everyone had a moment to reflect on what happened and now had the pleasure to simply enjoy it.

At one point I saw what appeared to be a grandpa and his grandchild, gazing up at the Abraham Lincoln statue outside of the Tribune and the grandpa had tears in his eyes while he held the hand of the small child. He'd been waiting for this moment this entire life. The child was pretty young, but the way he looked at his grandpa you could just tell he knew the importance of this moment.

And those weren't the only tears. Several people walking down Michigan Avenue Friday morning had that same glossy look in their eye as they got lost the stream of Cubs fans singing Go Cubs Go. 


I read one story about a man who drove 600 miles so he could listen to the Cubs win while sitting next to his father's grave. The father and son had a pact, that "when the Cubs – not if, when – the Cubs got into the World Series, we would make sure we listen to the games together." And 36 years after the father had passed away, the son still kept that pact.

So for those of you wondering what it's been like in Chicago since the Cubs won, it's been pretty great. Everyone just wants to be a part of something bigger than themselves and for this past week we've all gotten the chance to do that.


11 comments:

  1. Why yes I did cry when I heard about that man who drove to his fathers grave ... heavens. Plus Bill Murray ... I mean...I love it! Go cubs go!

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  2. The story about the son who drove to his dad's grave gave me chills. sometimes people are so cool.

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  3. That game 7 was out of control good!!! crazy good!!

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  4. SO awesome! As soon as they won I was like "oh I can't wait to see what Taylor is going to blog about!" I knew it would be awesome. It's so cool to see the city. Congrats on the win!

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  5. I love your writing, and this is your best post ever!

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  6. No that's just a few pieces of dust in my eyes from reading about the ma who listened to the game next to his father's grave....

    That feeling of being a part of something bigger than ourselves is the best feeling in the world. It makes me glossy eyed just thinking about it. That's why people are so fanatical about sports, it's a crazyyyy unifier.

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  7. That story of the man and his dad brought tears to my eyes! What a special time for Chicago :)

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  8. I definitely had tears when they won and I am not a huge baseball person.

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  9. "dogs were driving cars" okay I actually laughed out loud

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