I was 10 years old.  I remember sitting in my white t-shirt and pajama pants in the basement of my step-dad’s parents house. I was sitting next to the computer, looking up stupid stuff, just like any 10-year old would do.  Then it turned 8:05 p.m.  I flipped to the FOX 17 station in Michigan, and my eyes lit up! The Chicago Cubs vs. the Florida Marlins in the 2003 NLCS. I was hooked. Welcome to my life.

I’m a Chicago Cubs fan.

I’m 18 years old now. And through all of the anguish that being a fan of the lovable losers comes with, I’m not going to cut it short, it sucks.  So many things have gone wrong for the Cubies throughout the years, including watching the team across the street, the Chicago White Sox win the World Series back in 2005.  Or how pretty much every year, the fan base yells “It’s our Year!” and we barely finish above the Houston Astros in the division.

There seems to be no end when it comes to being a Cubs fan.  Whether the Cubs are really cursed, or the team just really does suck.  I’m a Cubs fan, so I’m just going to blame it on everything else.  And even if you don’t like the Cubs or just not a fan, every Cubs fan brings the same incident up in 2003, that personifies, “The Curse”

Steve Bartman…

When I was 10 years old, I really didn’t know the practical significance of Bartman in that Game 6 of the 2003 NLCS.  I was ignorant. I really didn’t know much about Cubs baseball, all I knew is that I was a fan.  Looking back now, and now knowing what that bastard did to my team’s chances of getting to a World Series. I hope he is never in Chicago again.

I’m sorry for being so uptight and mean about it, but damn, that one kid screwed up the chances for the Cubs.  And since that time, the Cubs haven’t even been relevant. The last time the Cubs were relevant and in the playoffs was 2008 against the Los Angelas Dodgers, and we got swept.

So yeah, I have much resentment against Bartman. There is really only one cure to this Bartman disease. Just win a World Series.  That’s exactly what Boston Red Sox fans did. They hated Buckner, and never wanted to see his face in Boston.  Then when they won the World Series, everything was handy dandy and he was forgiven.

So when that happens for the Cubs. And hopefully it does in my lifetime because that may be one of the happiest days of my life.  Even Including, getting married, first child born, and then Cubs winning world series. That’s how much it would mean to me. And not just to me, but to the whole city of Chicago.

And some may ask what is the Bartman story?? Well it’s fairly easy to explain. A jackass in a Cubs baseball hat, Walkman, black sweatshirt and green turtleneck, reached his hand out when clearly Moise Alou could of caught a foul ball.  Bartman interfered with the ball and then the Cubs simply fell apart in Game 6.

Ugh…..

Even though, that still pains most of Chicago, all the Cubs need to do this year is just win the World Series.  But there it is, I’m a Cubs fan. I cant help it, it is what it is.  Though I have been through much and remember everything that I did the night Bartman struck Chicago, I’ll still keep believing that.

“This is Our Year!”