Today is the Opening Day for the Chicago Cubs.
I live a few blocks away from Wrigley Field. Last year, I was flying home from Tennessee on the Cubs' Opening Day and decided to drop by bags off at home before going downtown to work.
This was a HUGE mistake, because I got off of the Blue Line and waited for the Addison bus to take me east. With each block, the bus got more and more crowded. With Cubs fans. Who dressed the part. And who had been drinking, I think, since around 1918.
I was in Hell.
Thank God I will avoid all of that this year. Not that I've got anything against baseball or the Cubs.
Other than the fact that one game of baseball takes longer to play than a production of LES MISERABLES and MISS SAIGON combined.
And other than the fact that Cubs fans regularly walk through Boystown, where I live, and laugh and point and snicker (at the very least) at the gay bars, restaurants and shops around the corner from Wrigley.
Just like my Daddy told me about spiders, "They are more frightened of us than we are of them."
Still, Eric McCool sent me this picture of a baseball player to celebrate Opening Day.
If this dude is playing for the Cubs this year, I'll see you at the ballpark. Frequently.