I don't want this momentous sporting milestone to whiz by completely without comment, especially in light of my authentic sports bar experience, at Claudia's, frequented by Cubs fans.
Indeed, Deke and I, at Hair of the Dog a few days earlier, had recommended this place to an out-of-towner, as a major destination sports bar in our neighborhood.
All that being said, I'd planned with my house guest David Koski to go to Tom's, another sports bar I like. That was mainly to avoid what I expected would be hopelessly crowded conditions, and before I learned Patrick was heading to Claudia's uber-early to save seats.
We let him save us two, and propitiously met up with Diane, a true Chicagoan, heading the same way.
Patrick did a seriously good job saving all those seats as the place was indeed really packed. I'm sure Tom's was packed too. The waitress at breakfast that morning had advised us to get there early.
I won't recite the whole game blow by blow, just underline that I appreciated the spirit.
The guy right in front of me would shout for the Indians. No harm came to him, despite the bar's bias. This is sports for gosh sakes. People root for both teams, obviously. Having fans makes it fun.
Koski of Minnesota was originally lukewarm about either team but we decided to find the Cleveland mascot offensive just to have some more skin in the game. Of course we knew it'd be momentous, for the Cubs to win, in the face of such a strong belief the team was fated to always lose.
Mark Twain was around to see their last victory (1908) and that seems more than one Haley's comet cycle back.
The game was amazing, with its ups and downs. The crowd went wild.
Anyway, I said a lot more on Facebook, and even uploaded a short video from my phone, from the event as it happened.
Indeed, Deke and I, at Hair of the Dog a few days earlier, had recommended this place to an out-of-towner, as a major destination sports bar in our neighborhood.
All that being said, I'd planned with my house guest David Koski to go to Tom's, another sports bar I like. That was mainly to avoid what I expected would be hopelessly crowded conditions, and before I learned Patrick was heading to Claudia's uber-early to save seats.
We let him save us two, and propitiously met up with Diane, a true Chicagoan, heading the same way.
Patrick did a seriously good job saving all those seats as the place was indeed really packed. I'm sure Tom's was packed too. The waitress at breakfast that morning had advised us to get there early.
I won't recite the whole game blow by blow, just underline that I appreciated the spirit.
The guy right in front of me would shout for the Indians. No harm came to him, despite the bar's bias. This is sports for gosh sakes. People root for both teams, obviously. Having fans makes it fun.
Koski of Minnesota was originally lukewarm about either team but we decided to find the Cleveland mascot offensive just to have some more skin in the game. Of course we knew it'd be momentous, for the Cubs to win, in the face of such a strong belief the team was fated to always lose.
Mark Twain was around to see their last victory (1908) and that seems more than one Haley's comet cycle back.
The game was amazing, with its ups and downs. The crowd went wild.
Anyway, I said a lot more on Facebook, and even uploaded a short video from my phone, from the event as it happened.
