I thought it would be fun to get a little interaction from you, the readers here on the board! Sure the “likes” and “retweets” are awesome, but I thought it would be awesome to hear some of YOUR stories! You are reading because you share the passion and love for this team, well, let’s hear about it from you!
My first interactive post is simply asking you, What was your favorite game to be a part of, live, at the ballpark? It doesn’t have to be at Wrigley. It doesn’t even have to be a Cubs story, as I know many Cub fans live across the world and sometimes getting to a Cubs game isn’t possible to get your baseball fix.
I will start. My favorite game that I have ever went to was back in 2004. Yes, I know, many of us Cub fans would LOVE to not remember that season. It was the season where the Cubs were coming off that epic 2003 season with high hopes and expectations, and once again, they failed to meet them. Tickets were still hard to come by then. I ended up scoring 2 tickets for this game on eBay for September 15, 2004. Cubs were taking on the Pittsburgh Pirates. Prior vs Ollie Perez. (Mark Prior…remember him?) I couldn’t pass up the deal.
Let me start out by saying I’m a small town girl. I HATE driving in city traffic. But, on this day, for my Cubs, I put my fears aside and decided to take my 5 year old son, at the time, with me to Chicago! It was my first time driving up to the city alone, so needless to say, I was a bit scared out of my mind when we left for the Windy City.
Once we got to Wrigley, we stepped off the el and immediately noticed the flags on the scoreboard. They were more than blowing straight out of the park, they were blowing so hard, you had to talk over the noise of the flags rippling in the wind! I called my mom to make sure she knew we made it to Chicago alive, and to make sure that she had the game on, as it was bound to be a good one as not only was it super windy, but it was hot and humid, and those who have followed the game on a regular basis knows that this only means it wasn’t going to be a baseball game, it was going to be a home run derby! That is an understatement!
We found our seats in the upper deck, left field side. The seats weren’t the greatest, but, hey, we were at Wrigley. My son, who again, has had a love for the game since before he could walk, was in heaven. He had his glove ready, his hot dog, and his favorite player at the time, Sammy Sosa, in front of him warming up.
In the first inning, we witnessed something that hasn’t been done since this day. The Pirates went quietly in the top of the first inning, but in the second inning, the power of the wind took effect. Dlee came up to bat in the 3 spot, and connected with a home run. Sosa followed, with another home run. Michael Barrett “punched” one out right after (yes, pun intended). The Cubs went back to back to back in home runs in the first inning! The electricity at Wrigley was soon deflated in the top of the 2nd inning when Pirates roared back and tied the game off of Mark Prior. We knew we were in for a heck of a ride for the next few hours.
It was back and forth throughout the game. In the sixth inning, Neifi Perez, yes, remember, Dusty’s little prodigy? Neifi came up and belted a 2 run homer to give the Cubs a lead again.
Then, in the eighth inning, the drama got even better. After a short rain delay, the Cubs came back out and loaded the bases against the Pirates Mark Corey. Sammy Sosa came to the plate. Feeling the moment grow, the Wrigley Faithful got to their feet. My son stood on his seat and yelled at the top of his lungs, “Come on Sammy, hit me a GRAND SMACKER!” The pitch…. the swing…THE CRACK OF THE BAT and the BALL ENDED UP ON WAVELAND! A GRAND SLAM! My son got high fives and hugs from all of the alcohol-induced extremely happy people around us! He thought for SURE that Sammy had heard him and hit it just for him. The place was electric! That pretty much put the game away. Dempster came in and secured the save and we all went away happy campers that day.
Now, I’ve been to other games with epic moments, such as Opening Day 2008 when Fukudome showed us hope when he blasted a game tying run in the 9th inning off Eric Gagne and I really thought that the upper deck was going to crumble on our heads from fans jumping and stomping up there. I was at a game against Houston where Sosa hit a game winning run in the top of the 10th off a building across the street on Waveland, but this game, was my favorite, perhaps because I really saw my son grasp the excitement of the game live, or perhaps because it was an awesome Mommy-Son day, or just perhaps because it was such a fun game to watch. I just know that when I think of my favorite game I’ve been at, my mind drifts back to that game.
Now, you’ve heard mine, what’s yours?