November 4, 2016: Recovery

Usually the word “recovery” is used in conjunction with something bad that happened.  “A return to a normal or healthy condition” in this case is appropriate as well.  After this exciting 2016 Cubs journey ended on the highest note possible, I still feel the need to recover.  Although I knew it wouldn’t be easy, and I’m so, so, so, so, so happy we won, I still feel as if my body has been through a war.  I couldn’t imagine the alternate ending.  Thankfully, we no longer have to worry about that.

It was the best baseball season of my life, and now, it’s over.  There is something to be said for the final moment of the season, that moment when a championship is won, to not quite live up to the joy of the ride.  Let me rephrase that.  Maybe there is a bit of sadness sprinkled in because it IS over.  Yes, it ended exactly as you wanted it to end, but it’s still over, and that fact kind of sucks.

This championship is a little different; OK, it feels lot different.  I’m not sure I will know all the impacts of this event for a while.  It will have a profound impact.  The actual title win, the championship moment was a relief.  It was a happy, happy relief.  There is nothing anybody can say about the Cubs any more… nothing.  The 2016 Cubs are World Champions; I like the ring of that so much I may have to get it tatooed on my body.  OK, maybe not that much, but it’s become my new favorite phrase.  So, in this particular case, the final moment did equal the joy of the ride; it exceeded it.  It was all that and then some.  It was so great, that I think, how do I “recover” from this?

Of course the recovery is needed because of the way they did it too.  You knew it had to be this way right?  We knew it wouldn’t be easy because it was the Cubs, and the whole 108 year thing.  I knew that it would take something crazy for this to finally happen.  The best comparison I can think of is the Boston 3-0 comeback against New York in the ALCS; heck, I hate to say it, but even the Cavs comeback against the 73 win Warriors last year after being down 3-1 to bring Cleveland its first title.  It takes an earth shattering event for a drought to finally be broken, and when your drought is the longest of its kind in American sports, it was going to be pretty high up there on the Richter scale.

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No, we should have known better… and we did, or thought we did.  Yes, I never lost confidence, I did deep down feel this team was different, but when Rajai hit that game tying HR, it was a severe blow.  It was the start of the next chapter of Cubs history.  It was the next choke moment that would be replayed year after year.  This one would be the absolute worst ever considering we were 4 outs from making new history.  So of course, the game was tied, and I already told you how I felt about that bottom of the 9th…

But this wasn’t your daddy’s or grand daddy’s Cubs.  These Cubs were resilient; they never wilted… they never quit.  It was awesome to learn about the players only meeting that took place during that divine rain delay.  The guys standing shoulder to shoulder, some guys after crying, all encouraging each other.  We will NOT lose this game.  We ARE the best team in baseball.  We WILL continue to grind.  We WILL win.  Talk about some powerful stuff; and super props to Jay Hey for being right in the middle of that.  It is very powerful when you think positive, when you don’t give up; it’s a fricking life lesson that the Cubs so gracefully displayed in that historic top of the 10th inning.  They DID it.  They REALLY did it.

And as I continue to reside on Cloud 9, I am starting the recovery process.  It’s back to life now; life goes on, win or lose.  I’m just so fricking happy it’s the win variety.  And you know what?  Yes, this season is over, but guess what; it’s about 108 days until spring training starts.  Yeah, I kind of like that number now.  So although this magical journey has ended, and the Cubs have justly rewarded all of their great fans with the ultimate joy, a new one will begin.  This is why we love sports; it’s correlates with life… at least for me.  Just as we constantly begin new journeys in life, we constantly begin new journeys with our Chicago sports teams.  One journey ends, while another begins.  I just don’t know if there will EVER be another journey quite like the one that just ended.  I’m sick of pinching myself… yes, it DID happen.  The Cubs are World Champs!  Life is good.