Being a Cubs Parent

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Today, while the Cubs were about to lose their final game in Atlanta and get swept before their home opener, I was driving the family over to my son’s friend’s birthday party and listening to the last of the Cubs’ ninth on the radio.

The Cubs recorded the final out and I switched off the radio.  I told my son that the game was over.  Let’s check in on the conversation that ensued…

Wife: “Who won?”

Me: “Not the Cubs.”

Son: “I wish the Cubs won all the time.”

Me: “Unfortunately, it doesn’t work like that.”

Son: “I wish it did.  I liked it when they were good.”

Me: “Well, they haven’t been good for a while.”

Son: “I want them to win it all.”

Me: “Yeah, that hasn’t happened for a very long time I’m afraid.”

Son: “How long?”

Me: “Like, the turn of the 20th Century.”

Son: “Wow, that’s a long time.  Were you there?”

Me: “Um, no…”

Son: “Did they have fun back then?”

Me: “Yeah, I mean, they just invented the car and they had really cool stuff like the telephone and the light bulb.”

Son: “Did they have TV?”

Me: “No, I don’t think they invented that yet.”

Son: “That’s weird.”

And that’s your moment of zen for the day.

About Rice Cube

Rice Cube is the executive vice president of snark at World Series Dreaming. He loves all things Cubs, with notable exceptions (specifically, the part of Cubs fandom that pisses him off). Follow on Twitter at cubicsnarkonia

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