Well, whadda ya know, the Chicago Cubs won the World Series after being down 1-3 and pulling off a come-from-behind victory that took us all the way to extra innings in game #7 (after a weirdly brief rain delay between the ninth and tenth).
I’d been rooting for them all summer long. They were like the anti-Twins. We lost 103 games (a franchise record) and they won 103 games (awesome).
But when the World Series started, I found myself rooting for the Cleveland Indians. Which makes some sense — a fellow AL-Central team. And things looked good until game #5…
After the first two games, in Cleveland, it was 1-1. Then the Indians took the next two games in Chicago! Cubs fans were bumming, but then the Cubbies won a close game #5, and the worm turned.
They came to Cleveland and decimated the Indians in game #6 (9-3). That was hugely upsetting; now the Cleveland fans were bumming.
Game #7 was better fought, but that Cubs home run in the first inning stung. The Indians manage to tie it in the third, got behind again in the next inning, managed to tied it up, again, in the eighth, and kept it tied through the ninth.
Then it rained a bit, and they put the tarp out.
For only seventeen minutes.
Then the Cubs got two in the top of the tenth, and while the Indians managed to answer with one in the bottom of the frame, it wasn’t enough.
The Cubs won the World Series for the first time since 1908!
Go, Cubs, Go!
(As to why I switched sides during that last game… Well, I realized who Ohio was likely to vote for next week compared to Illinois… and that kinda did it with me for Cleveland. Sorry guys, you’re backing the wrong horse, so no World Series for you!)