[Artemis Webb]

I’m going to show you the best post I’ve read about the Cubs. This was from Jonascord. I loved this! :

To: Artemis Webb

My grandmother moved to Chicago when Franz-Joseph was still Emperor of her home town. For some inexplicable reason, starting in the 20’s, she always got season tickets to Wrigley Field.
In the 50’s and 60’s we’d take the Belmont Avenue bus, then on stop south on what was then the Englewood Line. She’d sit there, with a single cup of beer, and a cigar in a green jade holder, and study the game, focused like a Buddist monk. Only weekday games. (She thought cheering wasn’t ‘proper’.) Hey, she was a nutty Austrian lady.

It’s been over a century. Please, just this once?

21 posted on 09/26/2015 7:31:52 PM PDT by jonascord

[MomwithHope]

Mom (born 1924) was the daughter of polish immigrants. She preferred watching the games on tv in her south side home where I grew up. But she would turn down the sound because she liked the local radio commentators better so she would have the radio on. She also had a small stuffed raccoon she would shake at the screen when the Cubs were at bat. The raccoon went in her casket. Come on mom get that juju going!

[jonascord]

OH, somewhere in this favoured land the sun is shining bright,
The band is playing somewhere, and somewhere hearts are light,
And somewhere men are laughing, and somewhere children shout;
But there is no joy in Mudville,

—Mighty Casey has struck out.