As a lifelong Cub fan (although I believe that I swore them off last year, like any girl whose sweetheart repeatedly lets her down, I never really meant it), I am excited that my team is going to the playoffs yet again this year. In celebration, I cracked out my Cubs cap, so nicely modeled by Theo. The hat was a giveaway at a game I went to in 1985. Until a few days ago, I called it my lucky hat, but then I realized that in the 23 years I owned it, the Cubs have never even advanced to the World Series. Instead, the hat brings luck to the opposition team. (Which is why I wore to school last night - the Mets need to win some games so they can join the Cubs in the playoffs, where I am sad to admit, they will be handed their asses and sent home, but still. Both my home teams in the playoffs would be awesome!)
Anyway, the hat is in a sorry state after two decades and three years. I attributed the filth to dirt and sweat from 23 years of rooting for my team, but yesterday it occurred to me that what really caused the grime are 23 years of dashed hopes and broken dreams. Maybe this year will be different.
As a lifelong Cub fan (although I believe that I swore them off last year, like any girl whose sweetheart repeatedly lets her down, I never really meant it), I am excited that my team is going to the playoffs yet again this year. In celebration, I cracked out my Cubs cap, so nicely modeled by Theo. The hat was a giveaway at a game I went to in 1985. Until a few days ago, I called it my lucky hat, but then I realized that in the 23 years I owned it, the Cubs have never even advanced to the World Series. Instead, the hat brings luck to the opposition team. (Which is why I wore to school last night - the Mets need to win some games so they can join the Cubs in the playoffs, where I am sad to admit, they will be handed their asses and sent home, but still. Both my home teams in the playoffs would be awesome!)
Anyway, the hat is in a sorry state after two decades and three years. I attributed the filth to dirt and sweat from 23 years of rooting for my team, but yesterday it occurred to me that what really caused the grime are 23 years of dashed hopes and broken dreams. Maybe this year will be different.
Yeah, that's gross.
ReplyDeletePut it in the dishwasher if you have one. Then air dry it. Unless you like the grime to remind you of times past-which is totally acceptable. I think.
ReplyDeleteThanks for the advice, but I don't have a dishwasher at my apartment nor at my parents' house. I think I sort of like the grime for the reason you said. Plus, I wrote my name on the underside of the brim at some point in case I got senile. I could look up and find my name.
ReplyDeleteSometimes I scare myself.
well, i saw your mets win last night. congrats.
ReplyDelete*sigh*
Normally, I cheer for both teams when the Cubs and Mets play, but the Cubs didn't need to win. The Mets did if they have any chance (*cough*probably not*cough*) of post-season play. The Cubs also played their back bench and nearly won, so I think that says all I need to know about both teams and who will make it into the World Series. It's the year of the Cubs!
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